Liv Kristine - Hunters

Where did all the ravens fly
Earth dry, all starving
Seasons are passing by
Nothing left but a burning sun

Running sweat down my neck
I feel faint, I feel dizzy
No breeze to chill me
Standstill of everything

[2x:]
I can't breathe
Where do we go now
Where do we feed
Are we used to be hunters, hunters

Feathers are broken
Worn out and dust-like
Dead weeds and rivers dry
Desolation complete
Fire winds are passing by
Nothing left but a burning sun

Running sweat down my neck
I feel faint, I feel dizzy
No breeze to chill me
Standstill of everything

[2x:]
I can't breathe
Where do we go now
Where do we feed
Are we used to be hunters, hunters

I can't breathe
Where do we go now
Where do we feed
Are we used to be hunters, hunters

I can't breathe
Where do we feed
Are we used to be hunters, hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters...