The Hunted One
So it begins
I'm closing in
Hunting down the very sin
That tore me through
And so bids you
You see it is the end
I watch you crawl
You hear them all
They come and very soon you'll fall
To your own kind
I know you'll find
My mark upon the wall
The hunter's gone
He's not quite done
He feels your very life's to shun
Take my embrace
Your hiding place
For now it has begun
I'm closing in
Hunting down the very sin
That tore me through
And so bids you
You see it is the end
I watch you crawl
You hear them all
They come and very soon you'll fall
To your own kind
I know you'll find
My mark upon the wall
The hunter's gone
He's not quite done
He feels your very life's to shun
Take my embrace
Your hiding place
For now it has begun
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