The heart of the prince goes out for a hunt
Burning his trophy, becoming the king
He doesn't know what the fear did we bring
To the dead land of the prince of the beast
Eyes are prepared where there's no despair
Looking to fight a war that is right
We are getting close to the finish step
In the heart of his breath, blasting all we know of
Creatures, creatures that are near us
What will you bring me? This is your fight
Creatures, creatures that are near us
There are no paths, no returning home
No way of fleeing, no way to escape
We have struggled just like you, baby
We cannot do much more than accept
More than we've built, we've some scar to break
Let no saviour stand in the way of us
Fall in our last, we'll lose all as we die
Creatures, creatures that are near us
What will you bring me? This is your fight
Creatures, creatures that are near us
There are no paths, no returning home
Creatures, creatures that are near us
What will you bring me? This is your fight
Creatures, creatures that are near us
There are no paths, no returning home