The Hunted Lyrics
They say, a mans future, is predetermined, and he is powerless to
intervene But does that explain, the missing bodies, the tortured
souls? Was it moral deviation from the Gods? That crippled his
soul? Sowed the seeds, of festering anger, resentment And tortured him
with rage Towards an unfeeling universe Driven, by a need to
vent Hatred, hatred, hatred Driven, by a need to inflict Vengeance,
vengeance, vengeance Is this simply, your lust for power, your sick
perverted form of self-expression? Driving, your tendency to murder, the
innocent For they are the victims And it's outcome incidental to sadistic
purpose Pleading, you pray for your release, haunted, by your private evil
demons Over, powered, again you loose the fight, killing Yet another
helpless victim Always dreaming of your capture Driven, by a need to
vent Hatred, hatred, hatred Driven, by a need to inflict Vengeance,
vengeance, vengeance Now, I await your capture, I, can, predict your
punishment Bullets, tearing, apart your body, firing squad, will end your
life Watching, your vile carcass, burning in the chair Lethal injection
killing, rejoicing in your death Now, I await your capture Firing squad,
will end your life Watching, your vile carcass Rejoicing, in your
death! You are, the hunted I, will, hunt you down You are, the
hunted I, will, hunt you down
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