What’s gone is best forgotten The past flown miss Is purposely spared from my raining bullets To keep away from consequence I gave you life Comprehend that I gave you life
To see it disarray It disarrays Sitting in an ambush Waiting for the time That my claws of contradiction Hesitates in crime Start the hunt Let it vanish Start the hunt
Let it vanish Hunt And capture Hunt Let it vanish He must be conceived With sharp cut instinct The prey wants a killer
With blood lusting eyes I gave you life Comprehend that I gave you life To see it disarray It disarrays
