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She who Hunts

[Intro] Oooooooooh Ooooooh Ooooooou Ooooh Ooooooou [Verse 1] There’s a path through the pines where the silence is sharp, Where the light runs thin and the crows won’t harp. No birdsong, no rustle, no sound of your tread Just the weight of her watching from high overhead. She wears no boots, no metal, no name, Moves like a shadow too swift to tame. With a crown of thorns and a cloak of skin, She draws you deeper, then reels you in. [Chorus] Run, run, run from the woman of bone, She’s faster than hunger and hunts alone. Her laughter rings like a lullaby lie, Soft as silk and sharp as a cry. You’re prey in her forest, meat on the vine A heartbeat echo from crossing her line. [Verse 2] They say she once loved, long, long ago, But love turned to rot in the undertow. He cut her down with hands like stone Now she carves new hearts to call her own. She traps with roses, with scents and signs, With little white lies sewn into vines. You think it’s a dream, a woman in red But when you blink, she’s inside your head. [Pre-Chorus] The forest shifts when she begins, A maze of roots for collecting sins… [Chorus] Run, run, run from the woman of bone, She’ll stalk you slow till you’re all alone. Her eyes like moons, her smile like thread You won’t even scream till after you’re dead. She drinks from skulls, sings with the crows You step in her forest, and everyone knows. [Bridge – Haunting or Whispered] She doesn’t eat fast—she savors the chase, Tasting the fear that sweetens your face. Each soul she claims, she keeps like glass, Filed in a box made of yesterday’s past. Your voice won’t carry. Your tears won’t dry. You won’t know you’re bleeding till you see the sky. And even then, she'll whisper your name, And you’ll smile through blood as you enter her game. [Final Chorus – Heavier, Slower, Chanted] Run, run, run—no gods can save, She drags the living to share her grave. Her kiss is death, her breath is smoke, Her promise is silence your body won't revoke. She is the forest, the blade, the flame And the huntress always remembers your name. [Outro – Echoed, fading] She walks... She waits... She hunts the hollow and seals your fate