FIREPROOF

HUNTER'S REQUIEM

Under the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave, and let me lie
Glad did I live, more gladly died
And I laid me down, with a will

Chorus:
This be the verse you grave for me
Here he lies, where he longed to be
Home is the sailor, home from the sea
And the hunter, home from the hill.

Post-chorus:
A piercing pain
A killing sin
Spirit die.

If I have faltered more or less
In my great task of happiness
If I have moved among my race
And shown no glorious morning face

Chorus

Post-chorus

Stab my spirit, stab my spirit broad awake
Thy most pointed, thy most pointed pleasure take

Chorus

Post-chorus