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• Artiste: Paris Paloma
• Titre: Hunter
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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 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 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