Mission Of Burma - Hunt Again Lyrics
I've swallowed my quarryAnd now lie paralyzedWith assimilation's painAnd indulgence's misshapen formI am a snakeAnd I will resumeMy contoursThen I'll hunt againThere really is no choiceHow do we surviveI like to think I surprise myselfBut that's a tired jokeI watch myself as I do my bestNo drama anymoreWhen reason turns to riot gearThere's no control, I lose myself againThese maniacal rituals that got me going, but justHow do you surviveSo sudden are my movementsNot a drop of blood is spilledI'm quiet beneath the roaring sunI leave my signature scrawled softly in the sandThe only trace of a dead obsession'Cuz I'm a snakeAnd I will resumeMy contoursThen I'll hunt again