Beaten and broken and chased from the land
But I rise up above it, high up above it and see
I was hung from a tree made of tongues of the weak
The branches, the bones of the liars and thieves
Rise up above it, high up above and see (Rise up above it high up above it and see)
Whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark
Cover your eyes, the devil's inside
One night of the hunter
One day I will get revenge
One night to remember
One day it'll all just end
Let him not tempt you.
The one the demons fear.
Let not his silver voice seduce you.
Slipping quickly in your ear.
Your mind will fill with countless lies.
Lined with wishes dear and sweet.
Yet you'll find yourself beside them all.
Squirming dead beside his feet.
There is no darkness he hasn't seen.
No one escapes his view.
But should he find your mind appeasing….
Know that he'll soon come for you.
I'm trying to take a little practice with the new look of Hannibal in the third season ... nice waistcoat, eh.