Dear Hunter, The - The Procession Lyrics






The blood
How it paints such a scene
Foul routine pedigree
Mouth agape, stuttered hands attempt to flail
And finally agree
Her heart ceases its rhythm
Somewhere trumpets decay
In the front by the well wishing wishes that deny the stale smell in the bay
There, no one cry
Place these over her eyes
We are broke and alone
We are broken alone

She's inanimate
Bloodless elegance
Fatal fascination breeds a bloom of misery
Helpless hiding tongues
Bathed in revulsion
Her lies unfinished
Beauty wilting premature
But we can't be too sure
No you can't be too sure

Reserved, always playing the part
Of the boy left alone
He proceeds to the road
Beyond the home he'd learn to call his own

She's inanimate
Bloodless elegance
Fatal fascination breeds a bloom of misery
Helpless hiding tongues
Bathed in revulsion
Her lies unfinished
Beauty wilting premature
But we can't be too sure
No we can't be too sure

One life for another

She's inanimate
Bloodless elegance
Fatal fascination breeds a bloom of misery
Helpless hiding tongues
Bathed in revulsion
Her lies unfinished
Beauty wilting premature
But we can't be too sure
You can't be too sure





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  1. s.... t....

    The blood, how it paints such a scene
    Foul routine, pedigree
    Mouth agape, stuttered hands attempt to flail, and finally agree
    Her heart ceases its rhythm
    Somewhere, trumpets decay
    In the front by the well, wishing wishes that deny the stale smell in the hay

    There, no one cry
    Place these over her eyes
    We are broken, alone
    We are broken, alone

    She's inanimate; bloodless elegance
    Fatal fascination breeds a bloom of misery
    Helpless hiding tongues, bathed in revulsion
    Here lies unfinished beauty, wilting premature
    You can't be too sure
    No, you can't be too sure

    Reserved, always playing the part of a boy left alone
    He proceeds to the road beyond the home he'd learned to call his own

    She's inanimate; bloodless elegance
    Fatal fascination breeds a bloom of misery
    Helpless hiding tongues, bathed in revulsion
    Here lies unfinished beauty, wilting premature
    You can't be too sure
    No, you can't be too sure

    (One life for another)(x24)
    One life for another(x23)
    One life for another! (x6)

    She's inanimate; bloodless elegance
    Fatal fascination breeds a bloom of misery
    Helpless hiding tongues, bathed in revulsion
    Here lies unfinished beauty, wilting premature
    You can't be too sure
    You can't be too sure

  2. I.... I....

    The blood...

    Il sangue...

    how it paints such a scene

    Che scena che dipinge

    foul routine pedigree

    pedigree di una routine disgustosa

    mouth agape, stuttered hands attempt to flail

    bocca spalancata, mani balbettanti cercano di dimenarsi

    and finally agree

    e finalmente accosentono.

    her hearts ceases its rhythm

    Il suo cuore cessa di battere

    somewhere trumpets decay

    trombe decadono da qualche parte

    in the front by the well wishing wishes that deny the stale smell in the bay

    davanti al pozzo, esprimendo desideri che neghino l'odore stagnante nella baia

    there, no one cry

    lì, nessuno piange

    place these over her eyes

    mettile questi sugli occhi

    we are broke and alone

    Siamo poveri e da soli

    we are broken alone

    siamo rotti da soli.

    She's inanimate

    È inanimata

    bloodless elegance

    Eleganza esangue

    fatal fascination breeds a bloom of misery

    Fascino fatale produce un bocciolo di miseria

    helpless hiding tongues

    deboli lingue che tacciono

    bathed in revulsion

    immerse in repulsione

    her lies unfinished

    qui giace

    beauty wilting premature

    bellezza incompleta che appassisce prematura

    but we cant be too sure

    ma non possiamo esserne sicuri

    no we cant be too sure

    no, non possiamo esserne sicuri

    reserved, always playing the part

    Riservato, sempre a fare la parte

    of the boy left alone

    del ragazzo abbandonato

    he proceeds to the road

    procede verso la strada

    beyond the home he'd learn to call his own

    oltre la casa che imparò a chiamare sua

    She's inanimate

    È inanimata

    bloodless elegance

    Eleganza esangue

    fatal fascination breeds a bloom of misery

    Fascino fatale produce un bocciolo di miseria

    helpless hiding tongues

    deboli lingue che tacciono

    bathed in revulsion

    immerse in repulsione

    her lies unfinished

    qui giace

    beauty wilting premature

    bellezza incompleta che appassisce prematura

    but we cant be too sure

    ma non possiamo esserne sicuri

    no we cant be too sure

    no, non possiamo esserne sicuri

    one life for another...

    una vita per un'altra...

    She's inanimate

    È inanimata

    bloodless elegance

    Eleganza esangue

    fatal fascination breeds a bloom of misery

    Fascino fatale produce un bocciolo di miseria

    helpless hiding tongues

    deboli lingue che tacciono

    bathed in revulsion

    immerse in repulsione

    her lies unfinished

    qui giace

    beauty wilting premature

    bellezza incompleta che appassisce prematura

    but we cant be too sure

    ma non possiamo esserne sicuri

    no we cant be too sure

    no, non possiamo esserne sicuri

  3. D.... W....

    Yall a golden talent being unknown is textbook underrating.

  4. I.... 2....

    You bitches arguing in the comments about what’s overrated and underrated. I hope 3 years later you guys learned not to care, and just listen to this music...sheesh some people making me fucking swear, goddamn.

  5. E.... C....

    One life for another....

  6. A.... J....

    The blood
    How it paints such a scene
    Foul routine pedigree
    Mouth agape, stuttered hands attempt to flail
    And finally agree
    Her heart ceases its rhythm
    Somewhere trumpets decay
    In the front by the well-wishing wishes that deny the stale smell in the hay
    Hey there, no one cry
    Place these over her eyes
    We are broke and alone
    We are broken alone

    [Chorus]
    She's inanimate
    Bloodless elegance
    Fatal fascination breeds a bloom of misery
    Helpless hiding tongues
    Bathed in revulsion
    Her lies unfinished
    Beauty wilting premature
    But we can't be too sure
    No, you can't be too sure

    [Verse 2]
    Reserved, always playing the part
    Of the boy left alone
    He proceeds to the road
    Beyond the home he'd learn to call his own

  7. o.... ....

    People are getting v salty about the definition of underrated lol

  8. p.... ....

    got to see them last night was awesome

  9. F.... P....

    This song reminds me of the Mars Volta, A LOT.

    F.... P....

    I know this is three years lat but I think its obvious that they take a lot of inspiration from both the mars volta and maybe at the drive in. Perfect for me cause tmh is like my favorite band so 🗿

  10. R.... C....

    The 1 person that disliked this song is a hater.

  11. R.... S....

    A band doesn't have to be well known to be considered underrated. Although I wouldn't consider The Dear Hunter underrated because they are well received by those who do listen to them. But Three Days Grace and Breaking Benjamin are not underrated in any sense of the word. They are generic hard rock bands and only have a large following because of their accessibility.

  12. C.... ....

    hai lumps. 

  13. K.... D....

    I do, you clearly don't haha. an underrated band is a band that most people know but do not give them the recognition they deserve for example three days grace is an under rated band. or breaking Benjamin is an under rated band, but the dear hunter is not under rated because very few people have actually even heard their music

    K.... D....

    "underestimate the extent, value, or importance of (someone or something)." wikipedia's definition. Something can be underrated regardless of whether or not people know about it.

  14. n.... ....

    ...do you know what underrated means?

  15. K.... O....

    I just went to their concert and I have to say that it was the best night of my life!

  16. K.... D....

    how are they underrated? they arent known so they cant be underrated lol

  17. u.... ....

    I love the way he sings!

  18. g.... ....

    they are so underrated right now. I love their music!

  19. S.... ....

    God. Casey really is what's missing from TREOS. <3 They've been my favorite band for years, ever since Between the Heart and This Synapse first came out. And although I still loved The Earth Sings Mi Fa Mi, it just wasnt as good without Casey. And I've been so hung up on staying dedicated to TREOS that I never really gave The Dear Hunter a proper listen until now. Big mistake. This is wonderful. <3

  20. s.... ....

    YYYYYEEEEAAAHHHHH! i love it!

  21. S.... ....

    Really cool band :)