[Intro - Native American Cherokee Flute, Moby-Style Reverse Strings, Lo-Fi Vinyl Crackle] [Verse 1 - Deep Narrative Whispered Vocals, Minimal Lo-Fi Beat] Cold morning mist hanging low over the frozen ridge Crossing the frost on a broken wooden bridge My breathing is shallow, keeping time with the beating drum Knowing that the moment of the reckoning has come The predator moves through the shadows without a sound Tracking the heartbeat shifting underground. [Pre-Chorus - Low Analog Bassline Building, Heavy Snare] Fear is just an instinct kept alive in bone Walking through the wilderness, completely on our own. [Chorus - Heavy 90s Downtuned Guitars, Intimate Baritone Melodic Vocals, Vinyl Scratch] In the shadow of the hunter's eye! Underneath a grey and silent sky! Fear is just a pulse beneath the skin That's where the real hunting has to begin! [Outro - Flute and Reverse Strings Fading] The stalk begins...
