Huntsmen Ride Out
The light slurs and boils and breaks into my eyes
Dawn pours molten gold across the sand
The iron vultures screaming murder overhead
Slide like a knife into a crying land
To take the shot?
To kill or not kill?
To close your eyes with a whisper or a bullet?
To spare a son
Or lay him low?
The compass in my soul will guide me true, I know it
It feels like summer has arrived
Somewhere far away, across the poison sea
It feels like the wind is singing songs
Full of promises tomorrow cannot keep
Feels like summer has arrived
Ride out, peacemaker
Ride out, oathbreaker
Ride out, peacemaker
Ride out, oathbreaker
Ride out, peacemaker
It feels like summer has arrived
Ride out, oathbreaker
It feels like summer has arrived
Ride out, peacemaker
It feels like summer has arrived
It feels like summer has arrived
