LYRICS - Night of the Hunter
 
 



 

Here comes the healing man
Who suffers for your pleasure
The hands of love and hate
For him in equal measure

He whispers in your ear
Tales of power and passion
Love and hate wonít separate
When pain comes into fashion

Mine all mine
You will be mine
Helpless as a baby
Mine all mine
You will be mine
Iím here for the second time

He tells a crooked lie
He struggles to enfold you
With greedy arms
And greedy eyes
Heíll melt you down
And mold you

He whispers in your ear
Tales of power and passion
Love and hate wonít separate
When pain comes into fashion

Mine all mine
You will be mine
Helpless as a baby
Mine all mine
You will be mine
Iím here for the second time

He wakes up
In a cold cold sweat
Mama whereís my pistol gone
Then in the morning light
She helps to strap

His weapon on

She says sheís
Run the rifle range
Knows just what a weaponís for
But in the morning light
Heíll nail her heart
Above the door

Mine all mine
You will be mine
Helpless as a baby
Mine all mine
You will be mine
Iím here for the second time