The scent of prey
Binds my blade
A lesser creature
Another trophy

Their heads will
Adorn my wall
A fine collection
Of glorious hunts

I never return
Empty-handed
For nothing serperates
Me from my prey

The difference between
A monster and me
Is that I am the hunter
And they are the hunted

Even the monsters
Can be made to fear
For all life fears death
And all prey fears me

I walk a ****** path
"Comfort breeds weakness"
The path of a killer
The story of a hunter