hunter

What was it that stayed my hand then?

With dagger held unsheathed

Blade pointing in its side

I’d been set upon by a predator

It was just looking for a meal

I saw ribs and fearful eyes

What is it that stays my hand now?

With so much misery, that I could mercifully put end to

For that animal I let slink off, into the undergrowth, unscathed

Do I not fear death, but just pretend to?

For it was starving, it was hungry

But had eyes too close to let me

If you were easy to kill, I would have done it already

Ba-da-da-ah

Ah-ah-ah

Da-da-ah-ah

Ah-ah ah-ah

Plagued by phantom noises

That that skeletal beast

Was haunting all my steps

Questioning all my choices

With that dagger held unsheathed

I felt sick at my contempt

For you were lonely

You were like me

Like some outside force had sent me

If I was easy to kill, you would have done it already

Ba-da-da-ah

Ah-ah-ah

Da-da-ah-ah

Ah-ah ah-ah

Ba-da-da-ah

Ah-ah-ah

Da-da-ah-ah

Ah-ah ah-ah

You are at my feet

We’re by the fire

You’re a gentle beast

And I’m alive

You are at my feet

We’re by the fire

You're a gentle, purring beast, and I'm alive

You are at my feet

And we’re by the fire

You're a healthy, gentle, purring beast, and I'm alive

You are at my feet

And we’re by the fire

You're a healthy, gentle, purring beast, and I'm alive

You are at my feet, and we're by the fire

You're a healthy, gentle, purring beast, and I'm alive

You are at my feet, and we're by the fire

You're a gentle beast

If you were easy to kill I would have done it already