I feel a need to run and hide.
To escape this horrible foe of mine,
Before my life crosses the line
into his dark foreboding life of death.
I will never incline!

It is there, it lurks,
it is there somewhere.
I turn my head and see no sign.
But I know it is there,
It is there!

I can never lose it, it stays with me,
step for step, but I cannot see.
Where is it? Where is it!
I hear no sound but of my own heart pound.

This cannot be!
A light comes on
within the dark mist calm.
No, not a coincidence.
For it knows I know
there’s no such thing in it's heart of cold.
Leave me! By God you will leave me!

I make a circle to find it's face,
But this one leaves no clue or trace.
I will spoil it's game you see,
to release my life is the only key.

I close my eyes,
I feel it's sheepish grin release,
and my soul finds a certain peace.

I feel I win the game.
I feel I won the game.
With last thoughts, I feel the shame,
I feel the hate.
For I have only ended this game
in paranoia stalemate.