Lyrics
There will be a reckoning
It's coming back again like a chainsaw
Ripping apart what's in its path
Coming for me but not this time around
Cries of the past are beckoning
Calling for a reckoning
When the hunter becomes the hunted, who will concede?
There will be a reckoning
Try to break me down
Cave in. Give up
And start to dig the deeper grave
Buried alive but not this time
Not this time around
Cries of the past are beckoning
Calling for a reckoning
When the hunter becomes the hunted, who will concede?
There will be a reckoning
I see it. I hear it. It's mad
I feel it and it's coming in fast
I see it. I hear it. It's back
Right in my sights
Go for the kill shot
For the kill shot
No more time to hesitate
I must act fast
I must act now
Cries of the past are beckoning
Calling for a reckoning
When the hunter becomes the hunted, who will concede?
There will be a reckoning
Run. Seek. Find. Relief
Hide from your own defeat
Run. Seek. Find. Relief
Hide from your own defeat
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