Kamelot - One Of The Hunted
I feel the distant stareOf a watching eyeWatching eyes of THE woodsmanQuivers of death await me hereI'm blind to their illusion - confusionFletching of fowl SlipsThrough the windReleasing their death withTheir fingersMy fate lies on a tensel lineI must escape but there'sNowhere to hideThe now exchanging rolesIn this theater of ill HUMORThe understudy stealsThe stage with an encore performanceOne of the hunted -The tables have turnedOne of the hunted -There's nowhere to runOne of the hun ted -The tables have turnedOne of the hunted -There's nowhere to runIn the temples of natureI hear the laughterJust another victim onThis lonely trailThey show no emotion forThis loss of lifeIt reminds me of myself not long agoAnd the cries for life thatI'd seem to ignoreThe cries for life are nowMy very ownOne of the huntedThe tables have turnedOne of the huntedThere's nowhere to runOne of the huntedThe tables have turnedOne of the huntedThere's nowhere to run
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