I play with the minds of my prey,
One minute I'm coming from the right,
The next second I'm coming from the left,
But they won't see the attack coming from behind.
In their last moment of life I love to hear them scream.
I attack for the mere enjoyment of it all,
The pain I cause them makes me laugh,
The tears they cry make me smile,
The blood they bleed makes me hungry.
I won't be stopped until I drink the last drop.
I love the taste of their blood to death,
Feeding off the life that flows from them,
Drinking from the cuts and bites I've caused,
Drawing strength from their death.
Hunting and killing is a game,
In their last moment of life I love to hear them scream,
I won't be stopped until the last drop,
I live to kill and I kill to live.