Taste of blood spurns the life Sent of death drives it on Live for the hunt,to dominate Its instinct and desire
Tooth and talon dig at flesh Snapping tendon and bone Gorging on the freshly killed Triumphant stand alone
Carnivorous Misgivings of a God that is gone Era shut Never to rule again Rule
Live for the hunt dialed in Predator above the rest Seeking blood, its only religion Alive to kill,wickedly blessed No satisfaction in acquiring prey Never receives its fill Born for the purpose to constantly slay To achieve an infinite kill
Tooth and talon ripping flesh The snap of tendon and bone Gorging on the freshly killed Triumphant stand alone
Once walked the world a king Nothing could stand before it Hostile with purpose Stalking the warm cruor
Constant hunt taking prey Never receives its fill Born with instinct to slay To achieve endless kills
Power behind imagination No throne could garnish it Only to fall into extinction Natural selection to blame