Hunting Season

Set Things Right


We've got to fear them
Swim back to shore
These sharks won’t go away there is no hope for any of us anymore
They’ll cut us open
Fill us with stones
It’s hunting season and we’re the bait
They’re here to tear us apart

We cannot just fight and defeat them
It’s an ice-cold sea, and it killed the best in me
I feel the weakness in my bones
Too dark to see and too cold to breath
And it killed the best in me
I feel the weakness in my bones
They’re here to tear us apart

We had our first shy stint at sinning
Let’s say goodbye for now
We will reunite at the blue depths
Where we’ll be rotting in fucking bags
Am I exaggerating?
Making sharks out of small bait?
We are face to face with death
Our hollow lives will end this sad
We are face to face with death

They swim in circles while closing in
Their prey has been cut
We are bleeding, we are
Grinding their teeth, their eyes turn red
Their bite’s unstoppable
Hear us begging forgiveness
Their lust won’t fade away and their hunger will remain forever
Our bones won’t leave this sea, but in dreams we’ll always be together

We cannot just fight and defeat them
It’s an ice-cold sea and it killed the best in me
The weakness in my bones
Too dark to see and too cold to breathe
And it killed the best in me
The weakness in my bones
I feel the weakness in my bones
The weakness in my bones

They’re here to tear us apart