a prisoner escaped
and ran into the woods
he had no fucking chance,
the hunt began
with lust and anger
we started to chase
it was fun for us to rush him
quick, through the dark forest
he ran for his life
the celts in his back aspired it
an inattentive moment, he stepped into a trap
pain!
and a broken leg
after a few hours of hunting
we found him
wounded, tired and with a suicidal wish
as an example for all others
we cut his head of
and impaled it on a stack