Harm's Way - Human Hunter

So many targets
Who do i choose
Plenty of ammo
No way will i lose
The crosshairs
Reach your head
The slightest movement
And you'll be dead
No remorse
For what i'll do
As i take your life The people are running
No where to turn
As they look up
It's only black they'll see
One by one
They will understand
I will bury them
With my bare hands
Human hunter