your time is coming

your time is coming
soon we shall meet
and no amount of begging
will save you at my feet
you cannot escape
you cannot hide
you are my bounty
dead not alive

Grim

i am the thing that goes bump in the night

i am the thing that goes bump in the night
filling all the childrens hearts with fright
you cannot escape
though you are welcome to try
i am the hunter
and your soul is mine

Grim