Hunting the Reaper

<p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>She fled in the dead of night</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Where will she run?</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>No stone left unturned</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Who will feel my wrath?</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>A few steps behind her every move</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>How many more will suffer?</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Her punishment will be severe</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>When will she be aware?</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>With each swing of her scythe</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Why does it make me writhe?</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>When Selene left us in pursuit of her sister </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>She had no idea what she let loose.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Now I hunt her day and night</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Collecting her secrets in plain sight.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>She doesn't have long until her time runs out</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>It's her fault the four of us have feelings we can't ignore.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>If she finds out we've fucked with her plans</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>We might just find ourselves dead with her scythe on our foreheads.</span></p><p><br></p><p><br></p>