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I am not what you think you see. one of the hunted.
I am a ghost living in this walking death. one of the hunted.
I am game to the most vicious prey. one of the hunted...
sunrise and deathset, mind rots in to capture the soul.
cage (ing) me, suck the life from my veins.
sw*llow your own breath, this is my fist in your gut.
collapsing now, this is the sound of my cracking bones.
no insides left in this body - I've let 'em all slip away.
can't find the right sustenance - don't need it anyway.
I sleep in this bed of misery.
and I wake paralyzed underneath the shadows.
I have no face, only the scar of your hatred.
this womb leaves me as one of the hunted.
I am the fire burning in the hollow land.
I walk in the battle underneath your empty pretense of pain.
and I'll wear to the world my gravestone...
this womb leaves me as one of the hunted.
I am one of the hunted.