• Alone I sit on the top of a hill
    Thinking of how my unlife has been
    Of the pain and the sorrow I've seen
    In the eyes of my victims before they lay still.
    Though a hunter in darkness I must be
    The feelings of guilt always come back
    When I sink my teeth in another man's neck
    My conscience is the only light left in me.
    All I want is to leave the shadows behind
    And truly this time I will
    For I no longer desire to kill
    Thoughts of light are now on my mind.
    I'm waiting for the sunrise today
    On the lonely hill where I sit
    And maybe, I'll catch a glimpse of it
    Before the wind blows my ashes away.