The Hunt

They say go home but I can not

Bleed a little bleed a lot

For the hunt had just begun

I’m no longer having fun

I want to be the hunter you see

But such a role was not meant for me

So then we play one two three

From the food chain I try to get free

I hope to win a hunters spot

Bleed a little bleed a lot

Got to hide

A knife or claw in my side

Could be the hunter for the feast

Don’t believe that now not in the least

We will get our meat

Prey doesn’t get a seat