The Assailant
Stefan Weinerhall
Lonely hunter spying through the night.
Beast of pleasure, a gambler in pain.
Time after time always on the hunt
It will lead you round your grave.
You'll go down with a grunt.
You feel like a tiger, rush is in your veins.
You have to try to break these chains,
annihilation will grab onto your bone.
The assailant is you on your own.
Like a tiger closing in for a bite.
Do not see the danger that lies deep within.
Watching, waiting, ready for the play.
So beware, don't you stray.