Untouched by daylight
Heart still as stone
Hunting at midnight
Skin pale as bone.
The rustle of a bush
Tthe swaying of a tree
You never know when i'm comming,
Comming for thee.
The snap of a twig,
A squirrel darts up a tree
But i'm already there,
waiting for thee.
Don't wake too early,
Don't be out to late,
I may still be hunting,
Hunting for Fate.
Never seen by human eye,
Never tainted by a hand
You know you can't kill me,
But catch me if you can.
They say that eyes are windows to the soul,
but hell is all mine have to show.
Darkness surrounds me like a thick black cloud,
covering me in a dark, defying shroud.
Untouched by daylight,
heart still as stone,
hunting at midnight,
skin pale as bone.
