I'll hunt you down,
Before I die,
You'll scream for sweet death,
But I won't supply.

You've tried to run,
And tried to hide,
But there's nothing,
That will save you.

You've run the risk,
Once or twice,
You've tried to distinguish,
Naughty and nice.

But you've seen this coming,
From the beginning,
To your end,
You've seen this coming, it's a God send.

Since your birth to your death,
You've been nothing but cowardly,
Running and hiding from your fate,
Scurrying from the light of late.

I'll hunt you down,
Before I die,
You'll beg for mercy,
To be denied.
 
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