hunting yourself

[instrumental] (Chorus) Run, run, through the darkened wood, Heart pounding, as you know you should. But little do you know, in this twisted game, The hunter you flee, bears your very name. (Verse 2) Through tangled vines, and moonlit haze, You feel his breath, in the winding maze. Each step you take, his presence near, A primal fear, that grips with sheer. (Chorus) Run, run, as the night grows cold, Through the thicket, where secrets hold. But little do you know, in this twisted dance, The predator you fear, is but your own chance. (Bridge) Closer now, his growl resounds, Echoing through the haunted grounds. You turn to face the piercing gaze, Only to find, it's your own maze. (Verse 3) The tiger fades, like mist at dawn, Leaving you shaken, but not withdrawn. For in the mirror of the wild's demand, You see the truth, you alone understand. (Chorus) Run, run, through the forest's prime, In this chase, there's no sense of time. But now you know, in this tangled weave, You are the hunter who hunts himself! [end]