He’s right
Behind you
Keep sprinting
Jump over those tree roots
Push through the grime
Don’t fall and keep fighting
He’s got machete in hand
And he stalks you slowly
Break through the woods
Meet the ground with your foot
One after another
He slashes and stabs closer
Run run run
If you stop he will come
See his mask
Among trees
Darkness blinds you
And yet you must run
Try and dodge the rocks
And jump over boulders
Tomorrow’s not another day
As long as you don’t know the way
Run run run
If you stop he will come
Sinister trickster
Blood on his blade
Moon hangs low
Your world is cold
Stars are the only light
That reaches the branches
Won’t stop don’t stop
He’ll catch you and kill you
Your insides will mix
With those of your friends
Don’t turn back
If you stop you will die
But he’ll always
Grab you
You’ll trip
You’ll fall
Choked and murdered
Didn’t even use his
Machete
To be left to be found
By another runner
Who will be horrified
To come across your corpse
Before they are slain
Face frozen in terror
Consume Reality! 