I was born, one month of January
late for the heat
I became winter to winter
in a clumsy hunter
and so I left and you had sworn
go with me to the end
it took me a few years to arrive
and some more in return
Completely alone
under a scorching sun
I screamed when I lost everything
and I did not recognize my own voice
He lived like a hunter
in solitude without faith or love
my prey was always
to the other side
to iron I lived and killed
and to iron I will die
the sky has never been wrong
And so I undertook the third way
I was guided only by the wind
the justice of the peace saw me and told me
you have already lost a lot of time
and I saw my love
and he was hurt
I did not want to stop there
I am a hunter and I do not pursue
more than what flees from me
after a long time
I received your great action
It was good days
and I did not recognize my own voice
my voice
He lived like a hunter
in solitude without faith or love
my prey was always on the other side
to iron I lived and killed
and to iron I will die
the sky has never been wrong
He lived like a hunter
in solitude without faith or love
my prey was always on the other side
to iron I lived and killed
and to iron I will die
the sky has never been wrong
and I can talk
and here I keep fleeing like an animal
the day is short and next is the end
But this is the only thing that
I'm hungry and I'll hunt
Only among all we can make this a better place :)