The Haunting

Hey, don't you care? Run away,Don't you feel my shadow on you?Try to escape, far from me;Deep down the bottom of your fear...Just, bore the ground, smell the air!Dead or alive for me it's the same...Breath and bleed. High damage;Enjoy me like a little white mouse...Run away take this way without lies,Here this cold wind 'til the end of your life...Your time as come! Choose your destiny!How would you die?Easy, like a tale; easy maybe slowEasy, it's the way; easy maybe slow.