The Hunter

This piece of debris you carry within
From that jolt that shook this town
Choked you out
I know that I still make you fear
I know that it still makes you frown

Pristine tears, my cup of tea
I stir this ocean with a shroud
Bloodish brown
I'd feel for you but I can't swim
I'd sin for you but I could drown

I sense a glitch
Outdated gears
I'll hack your world

Into sepia dreams
I'll leave this hint
The truce is over!

Out from this haze
I'll be coming
To search for you
To hunt for more

Those dark old days
Are returning
From the fallout
Of seclusion

Out from this haze
I'll be coming
To search for you
To haunt you all

The Devil's playful
And cunning
Look around you
Trust no one, no one!

The monument built in the cemetery
For those I've buried in the ground
I wear as a crown
I know you figure how I feel
Is it too low to say I'm proud?

I hacked your world
Into sepia dreams
The truce is over!