The Hunter of the Netherlands
Needlessly dying
Time & time again
Drifting in the clouds
Soaring through the static air
Until finally I descend
And fall victim to the snare
Set by the Hunter
Of the Netherlands
The Hunter is there
Lurking in the shadows
I never feel safe
I never feel alone
For he is always watching me
Hunting me
Within my dreams.
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