Infernal Majesty - The Hunted


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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