Saw you in the woods again
Sneaking like a rat
Sick pleasure on your mind
Got you in my trap
Hiding, creeping, think you're safe
Feel like you're superior
That's not the way I see it
I'll show you the meaning of fear

Strung up and gutted is what
You are going to be
A trophy on my wall for eternity

The chase, a prelude to the catch
I run you to the ground
A crudgel to the head
You're bleeding and you're bound
Consciousness returns, you're being dragged away
A plea forms on your lips, my boot kicks it away

Strung up and gutted is what
You are going to be
A trophy on my wall for eternity

From the blackness you emerge
In my cellar you're confined
Screaming, hanging upside down
Helpless, twisting, ropes entwined

The knife punctures your abdomen
And cuts a trench down to your chin
Finally silent, mouth agape
Gut by gut, I eviscerate
The hunt did not go your way
You did not pass my test
Your head stares blankly down
On a plaque like all the rest

Strung up and gutted is what
You are going to be
A trophy on my wall for eternity