Foxhunt from Paradise by The Auspex

I know we'll make it
I know our day will come
Like birds we'll fly away
Staring straight into the sun

I know our day will come

We won't give up the fight
I know when darkness comes
I know we'll chase the light
And burn in the sun

Still we must go on
We will never stop
Whatever comes our way
We can never stop

Our hopes
Are blind
Efforts
Futile
Desperate
Futile

Striving to get ahead
To be the master's new prized horse
Racing to a bitter end
We're skinned and hung up on the wall

Our lives
Fragile
Our hopes
Futile
Festering
Futile

Our hopes
Are blind
Efforts
Futile
Desperate
Futile

• Alternative
• dark
• indie electronic rock
• melancholic
• outsider music
• post-punk
• United States