Hun-

ted

by

the

Gar

goyle

through

the

la-

by-

rinth.

Loo-

sing

a-

ri-

a

-

dnes

thread

I'm

gone

a-

way.

Tum-

bling

in-

to

cha-

os

with-

out

a-

ny-

thing.

And

my

ho-

ly

guar-

dian

ang-

el's

wal-

ked-

a

-

way.

The

dogs

are

bar-

king

and

the

owls

cry

out

loud.

Sha-

dows

are

lau-

ghing

and

screa-

ming

in

my

ears.

I

see

the

out-

line

of

the

hor-

ned

man

in

black.

He

stretch

his

hand

to

my

left

shoulder

in

-

fear.

I-

throw

my

self

in-

to

all

the

de

mons.

I-

cast

my

self

in-

to

the

wild

hunt

The-

for-

est

is

the

la-

by-

rinth

of

fear

And-

all

the

deads's

run-

ning

in

the

hunt.

I-

give

my

self

un-

to

all

my

de-

mons

And-

let

they

eat

of

my

mind

and

soul.

I-

will

gain

strange

po-

wers

in

this

ra-

vage.

i-

cast

my

self

in-

to

the

wild

hunt.