I can almost hear,
Your heart in the darkness,
How fast it is beating,
How close you are to me.
I can almost hear,
How tensely you are breathing,
Out there in the darkness,
Listening for me.
I can almost sense,
Your skin on my fingers,
Tension and the fear,
Anticipating me.
I can almost see you,
Somewhere in the darkness,
Praying for advantage,
Clinging to a chance.
Justice never waivers,
It is my single purpose,
Relentless the pursuit,
I will find you where you hide.
Counting on your indecision,
Deciding when to strike,
Calculating movement,
The senses of the chase.
The game of chess begins,
The pieces moved in place,
Your advantage growing slimmer,
Your options growing thin.
The hunt is what defines us,
Imminent defeat,
The back of your shirt soaking,
Fear all you can feel.
One of us the hunter,
One of us the prey,
One of us the victor,
One to walk away,
One who's left remaining,
One of us who stands,
One of us lies defeated,
Beneath the other's hands.
When the dust has settled,
Only one of us will see,
Which of us was worthy,
Which of us was weak.
And when the time is over,
Only one of us will say,
Which of us the victor,
And which of us the prey.
One of us the hunter,
One of us the prey,
One of us the victor,
One to walk away,
One who's left remaining,
One of us who stands,
One of us lies defeated,
Beneath the other's hands.
When the dust has settled,
Only one of us will see,
Which of us was worthy,
Which of us was weak.
And when the time is over,
Only one of us will say,
Which of us the victor,
And which of us the prey.
Your heart in the darkness,
How fast it is beating,
How close you are to me.
I can almost hear,
How tensely you are breathing,
Out there in the darkness,
Listening for me.
I can almost sense,
Your skin on my fingers,
Tension and the fear,
Anticipating me.
I can almost see you,
Somewhere in the darkness,
Praying for advantage,
Clinging to a chance.
Justice never waivers,
It is my single purpose,
Relentless the pursuit,
I will find you where you hide.
Counting on your indecision,
Deciding when to strike,
Calculating movement,
The senses of the chase.
The game of chess begins,
The pieces moved in place,
Your advantage growing slimmer,
Your options growing thin.
The hunt is what defines us,
Imminent defeat,
The back of your shirt soaking,
Fear all you can feel.
One of us the hunter,
One of us the prey,
One of us the victor,
One to walk away,
One who's left remaining,
One of us who stands,
One of us lies defeated,
Beneath the other's hands.
When the dust has settled,
Only one of us will see,
Which of us was worthy,
Which of us was weak.
And when the time is over,
Only one of us will say,
Which of us the victor,
And which of us the prey.
One of us the hunter,
One of us the prey,
One of us the victor,
One to walk away,
One who's left remaining,
One of us who stands,
One of us lies defeated,
Beneath the other's hands.
When the dust has settled,
Only one of us will see,
Which of us was worthy,
Which of us was weak.
And when the time is over,
Only one of us will say,
Which of us the victor,
And which of us the prey.