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A feeble run for freedom at last / the hunt is on the rush now explodes

Torn from your life and now inserted

Into the role of the hunted prey

Nowhere to run no place is safe / you are lost we crave your soul

your body is the target so keep on / don't spoil the game until you die

Chorus:

Feel the bullets enter / convulse as you die

out pours the red / all hope is dead