Hunters

Early morning came the hunters I can understand it now Wishing they would catch a prey Wishing i could keep away Every morning came the voltures I cannot forget their sound "Nothing personal", they say "Try to keep your mind away" Skin growing harder and thicker Eyes getting heavy and weaker Closing the cave untill the lights go down Every morning came the hunters Doing what they had to do "Nothing personal", they say "Eat or you become the prey"