Chapter 2 Lyrics - Blind The Huntsmen

Her eyes, blind as injustice 

From the burning light in the box 

Out of sheer desperation 

But it worked, she is now free at last 

Yet she's been cast 

To play the rogue 

Her eyes can't see things as before 

Her eyes can only see emanations of light and shadow 

Shades of good and evil 

And shades of bitter life and death (life and death) 

Gifted, unaware of how she 

Has become a beacon of light 

Cold [she stares], faint [she walks] 

Lost [in expanding fields] 

Looking for something to 

Dine[sometime], pick[something] 

Ingest [now that freedom tastes] bittersweet 

Searching for light, for harmony 

In shadows, in pure obscurity 

The idle predator dresses in white 

'Til the prey walks across its ravenous sight 

When the calm emanation of white turns to black 

And it pounces the prey that will never fight back 

Her hungry eyes remain set 

On the hills of her overwhelming and crushing freedom 

When she discovers a faint but luscious smoke 

Rising up the horizon 

Running as fast as the wind through the meadow 

Lost in the blessing of longing and hope of a change 

Someone somewhere must be willing to 

Finally take her in 

She reaches the luscious smoke 

And finds a tribe of barbarians glowing in white 

And one in particular lending a much needed hand 

No longer alone, no longer oppressed 

No longer engulfed by fearful unrest 

She stands by a fearless protector at last 

Hoping the huntsmen will share their crest 

Hoping she'll become one of their own 

Hoping they'll take her in as one of the rest