The Hunted

You wandered through the willows, in the forest you were found

Trying to hide your footprints in the ground

It's not so wise, if you try to run

It's not so wise, you know I've won, you know I've won

And you'll smile, on your knees

The Hunter becomes... the hunter becomes the hunted

The Hunter becomes the hunted...

The Hunter becomes the hunted...

The Hunter becomes the hunted...

Snow Ghosts