Deep in the woods, i'll hunt'cha, lurking in the trees i'm hidden.

Luring you in, the SIREN calls you go missing, You can turn round be running, be running, running fast.

I'll be behind you chasing, you'll hear the broadcast, hear an alarm, or hear loved one's calling.

Rip you apart, your screams i'll add to my recordings, hear me stomp, i'll catch ya, you'll know when i appear.

You'll look up, and see me, and then you'll dispear.

On the hunt, i'm catching prey (catching prey), transmit, sound waves.

With my...