Hunted

The dogs of war are upon the streets

I can feel their force beneath my feet

All around the skies retreat

I close my eyes and it's you I meet.

The sound of flesh being  torn from it's shell

All life extinct,just a sickening smell

To stay alive my soul I have to sell

Come the dark I join the beasts from hell.

Run,run,run,keep on running 

The master calls his flock.

To stay alive I have to run 

My life against the clock