i hauled myself up out of the ditch and built me an ark of gopher wood and pitch sat down by the roadside and waited on the rain i am the hunter of invisible game well i awoke last night to the heavy clicking and clack and a scarecrow on fire along the railroad tracks there were empty cities and burning plains i am the hunter of invisible game we all come up a little short and we go down hard these days i spend my time skipping through the dark through the empires of dust i chant your name i am the hunter of invisible game through the bone yard rattle and black smoke we rolled on down into the valley where the beast has his throne there i sing my song and i sharpen my blade i am the hunter of invisible game strength is vanity and time is illusion i feel you breathing the rest is confusion your skin touches mine what else to explain i am the hunter of invisible game now pray for yourself and that you may not fall when the hour of deliverance comes on us all when our hope and faith and courage and trust can rise or vanish like dust into dust there s a kingdom of love waiting to be reclaimed i am the hunter of invisible game  i am the hunter of invisible game i am the hunter of invisible game