Hunting a Beastly Purpose

Hopes and dreams crash like a meteor falling The outcome is inevitable, so why are you stalling? You knew what would happen; who would win How could anyone love you? You’ve committed too many a sin. You are not normal- you monster! You lycanthrope! Now, in the moonlight, hang by my braided rope! Don’t feign as if you have a heart You were born to be alone and miserable from the very start Living as an empty shell Eating human souls to temporarily feel well Harvester of sorrow Of today and tomorrow It’s too late to change! No one could ever love a beast so foul, so strange. You were a threat So I captured you with my silver net Deceived by primitive senses such as sight- Pathetic creature! Howl in the night! With your head, I’ll be rich! It won’t even matter that I look like a witch! I cannot say I’d like to apologize Because that would keep the brutal truth in disguise You and I are the same By instinct, we do what we must to win the game I want to find meaning, just like you And for that, I’ll do whatever I need to do Predators were born to hunt and chase And so, of your remains- whoever cares will find no trace This is the punishment for your crime Creatures cannot love or be loved, this is a law as set as time.