Jungle Prey (1991)
The hunt goes down in the dark of night,
The animal in me is ready to take flight,
I growled at the moon as to warn my prey,
Some mothers’ son won’t see another day,
Strapped with my nine I prowl the night,
Hungry for the kill or to die in a fight,
An image flashed before me as bright as can be,
A voice whisper softly, saying tell what you see,
Off in the distance that stretched out for a day,
There’s hunt a going down and I am the prey!