Please take my hand, and let me lead you through these museum halls.
My god, the light casts an ugly shadow across these decaying walls.
And should I ask you, is that fear I see etched across your sullen eyes?
Because inside this house, behind these cold stone walls,
You can hide amongst the candlelight but you cannot hide your voice. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/e/eden_maine/the_hunter_and_the_hunted.html ]
