The Seventh Hunter s Song

I won't come back home, tired, throwing my prey -
Your broken heart
This cold gloomy world with no place here to stay
Tears us apart

I will be cursed from the gray sky and ridge
By ancient gods
You will be brought to the mountains, forests and bridge
By Dragons of Roads

Keeping your soul in my hand, it's so heavy and strong
Like a stone rose
My gentle serpent, this wait is too long
The black storms are close

Now I'm just dreaming that I have your kiss
And lissome body...
Don't ever go there, they told you, they begged on their knees
Her arrows are bloody!

The air is hissing returning to you
No one's retribution
And then I will taste your cold lips, going through
This bitter illusion

The sight of my rifle is catching your eyes, and at once
The vision is breaking
Your sacred temptation is drawing my sigh and my glance
My body is shaking

Seizing the steel of a dagger I'm saying my prayers
Tremble, stellar spheres
Our farewell fire will burn for fifteen thousand years
Of all hopes and fears

You know, love's as violent as a winter wolf pack,
My lovely sinner
Don’t stand in the wind; it is me, your last track,
Your shadow dreamer

But God, it’s your life, it’s more precious for me
Than the whole world
It’s in your eyes when they shine and foresee
Melting the gold

I'll take you home - you’re my man, not a prey
It’s just an encounter
I'm crying out loudly, 'You're free, go away
I’m your Seventh Hunter’.


(to my Lovely Husband)))