Fractal Machine - The Hunter

Signal acquired. Biomass is stable. Designation: "Human". Status: "Consumable". Initiating Harvest Protocol. I'm the spark from a dead star, the creature from the black, My nature was born where your hollow gods can't track. I watch your little world, this noisy, seething hive, Where every other soul is biting to survive. You hide your teeth behind a mask of what you thninking right, You call it truth but it's just fuel to win or to survive! I wear my hunger on my sleeve, my motive has no veil: On the food chain, I'm the apex. You'll see my perfect trail AH! Run, you little child of dust! Move, while you can crawl! Your terror's just the seasoning before I eat you whole! To stop this all To finish fall You hide your teeth behind a mask of what you thninking right, You call it truth but it's just fuel to win or to survive! I wear my hunger on my sleeve, my motive has no veil: On the food chain, I'm the apex. You'll see my perfect trail Run, you little child of dust! Move, while you can crawl! Your terror's just the seasoning before I eat you whole! To stop this all To finish fall YOUR WORLD IS MY PRIVATE HUNTING GROUND! EVERY BREATH IS BORROWED TIME! FLESH IS WEAK! THE CYCLE IS COMPLETE! You hide your teeth behind a mask of what you thninking right, You call it truth but it's just fuel to win or to survive! I wear my hunger on my sleeve, my motive has no veil: On the food chain, I'm the apex. You'll see my perfect trail Signal fading. Biomass... depleted. Target no longer of interest. Scanning for the next variable.