Lyrics
The morning came, but I turned away, The light can’t save what the dark won’t sway. I ride with the crows, I ride with the storm, A hunter born where the night was born.
Hunt the night, not the dawn, Where the weak fall back and the strong ride on. No preacher’s light, no holy song, I hunt the night, where I belong.
I’ve seen the dawn, it don’t keep me fed, The night gives truth where the daylight fled. A silver star, a shadowed hand, I make my stand on no man’s land.
Hunt the night, not the dawn, Where the weak fall back and the strong ride on. No preacher’s light, no holy song, I hunt the night, where I belong.
The dark don’t lie, it don’t forgive… But it’s where I learned how to live.
Hunt the night, not the dawn, Where the weak fall back and the strong ride on. No preacher’s light, no holy song, I hunt the night, where I belong.
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About this song
Dark Country outlaw energy with a hunting rhythm. Opens with fast perc
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