Blood pounds in your ears, panic fills your veins

Matching with new dried red stains

Black bones entwined in sinewy muscle and furs

Careening through the trees, still silent and undisturbed

You could be a brother, a father, a daughter or mother

But now, none of that matters

You are just prey for the other,

The demon with blue eyes pulls you from the trees

With nets and guns shinning through fallen leaves

Eyes feel pain as tears eat away at your eyes

In one moment, you see through the other side

With no remorse, you take the Beast

The monster who makes humans their feast

This must be justice, as has been foretold

Yet such action leads to a path of gold

And false promises in Hunters’ wake

Your curious as to how much you can take

At once your back hunted again,

And lo, find it to be just a monster’s lament

Your vision blurs, and the moon starts to fade,

The Monster has left with your last serenade