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For every day I live I get closer to my end

My youth stolen from the hands of time

What I took for granted has haunted like a phantom

Now a ghost that hides in the recess of my mind

The more I search for my prey

Slips through my grasp elusively

Withered and decaying alive but ever changing

As the years pull the flesh from my bones

The more I understand the enemy of man

I curse that wretched beast I loathe

The more I search for my prey

Slips through my grasp elusively

Hunting time

My youth has passed away

Hunting time

I didn’t want to change

How could I lose the one thing that I dreamed?

To become a man and kill the child I once believed

To think that I am dying slowly day by day

To feel its warm embrace like moths to a flame

The more I search for my prey

Slips through my grasp elusively

Hunting time

My youth has passed away

Hunting time

I didn’t want to change

Hunting time

Don’t let it slip away

Hunting time

Nothing stays the same