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A Hunter in the Darkness
My brains a victim of my heart’s beating
It’s the only way that I can reason
Being blinded by all this red I’m seeing
It must be time for soul hunting season
My survival instincts go crazy
My pulse quickens its erratic pace
Howling winds blow ever strangely
But the blood falling from my face
Makes my thoughts kind of hazy
I'll never see the end of this chase
As many demons now plague me
It’s the only way that I can reason
Being blinded by all this red I’m seeing
It must be time for soul hunting season
My survival instincts go crazy
My pulse quickens its erratic pace
Howling winds blow ever strangely
But the blood falling from my face
Makes my thoughts kind of hazy
I'll never see the end of this chase
As many demons now plague me
Published 13th May 2013
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