They say, a mans future, is predetermined, and he is powerless to intervene  But does that explain, the missing bodies, the tortured souls?  Was it moral deviation from the Gods?  That crippled his soul?  Sowed the seeds, of festering anger, resentment  And tortured him with rage  Towards an unfeeling universe  Driven, by a need to vent  Hatred, hatred, hatred  Driven, by a need to inflict  Vengeance, vengeance, vengeance  Is this simply, your lust for power, your sick perverted form of self-expression?  Driving, your tendency to murder, the innocent  For they are the victims  And it's outcome incidental to sadistic purpose  Pleading, you pray for your release, haunted, by your private evil demons  Over, powered, again you loose the fight, killing  Yet another helpless victim  Always dreaming of your capture  Driven, by a need to vent  Hatred, hatred, hatred  Driven, by a need to inflict  Vengeance, vengeance, vengeance  Now, I await your capture, I, can, predict your punishment  Bullets, tearing, apart your body, firing squad, will end your life  Watching, your vile carcass, burning in the chair  Lethal injection killing, rejoicing in your death  Now, I await your capture  Firing squad, will end your life  Watching, your vile carcass  Rejoicing, in your death!  You are, the hunted  I, will, hunt you down  You are, the hunted  I, will, hunt you down