I run, I jump from roof to roof
The World is my home
A train takes me a float like an oceans wave
I hunt the living
I prey on the week
I seek out the darkness just to crumble again
I run through the ally’s
Travel for I have no home
I am just yet a Rebel
Who hides in the shadows?
I do not
Love, yet I cry
I do not see, yet I know where to go
After all I Am the Rebel Child who hides in the shadows and preys on the week