Yankee Grey - The Hunted

I know my light is on your screen
You think I'm under your control
My mind a product of your schemes

And when your metal seeker shines
I will avoid its hungry beam
And make a silent slow escape
Away into the night

And all will be forgotten now
All will fade away
All will change into a dream
That no one ever dreamed

I know you're hunting for me now
I know my coat is in your sights
Your hand upon the switch of fate
Taking the energy of life