Strung up and Gutted

Saw you in the woods again
 Sneaking like a rat
 Sick pleasure on your mind
 Got you in my trap
 Hiding, creeping, think you're safe
 Feel like you're superior
 That's not the way I see it
 I'll show you the meaning of fear
 Strung up and gutted is what
 You are going to be
 A trophy on my wall for eternity
 The chase, a prelude to the catch
 I run you to the ground
 A crudgel to the head
 You're bleeding and you're bound
 Consciousness returns, you're being dragged away
 A plea forms on your lips, my boot kicks it away
 Strung up and gutted is what
 You are going to be
 A trophy on my wall for eternity
 From the blackness you emerge
 In my cellar you're confined
 Screaming, hanging upside down
 Helpless, twisting, ropes entwined
 The knife punctures your abdomen
 And cuts a trench down to your chin
 Finally silent, mouth agape
 Gut by gut, I eviscerate
 The hunt did not go your way
 You did not pass my test
 Your head stares blankly down
 On a plaque like all the rest
 Strung up and gutted is what
 You are going to be
 A trophy on my wall for eternity