| The Hunt |
|---|
| Throwing distractions to avoid what’s real |
| Manipulation before my eyes |
| Think that you’re clever, believing you’re safe |
| I see right through your disguise |
| I need to feel |
| The crushing of your skull |
| The hunt has started |
| With the circumstances there’s no excuse, your pawns will turn on you |
| There will be no shelter, from the consequences |
| Words still aren’t enough to paint, my need |
| My need to end your world |
| The hunt, the hunt has started |
