Lyrics Predator - Shani

I see you walking down the street
Gotta mean looking glint in your eye, the evil on your face doesn't lie
'Cos I can see the malevolence you're hiding inside
Makes me wanna scream and cry and what's about to happen to some poor child
I'm hapless to stop what you'll do to one innocent life
I've been reckless to leave a kid alone outside
How'd I know you'ld be walking by tonight, exuding this rapist vibe
Wish I'd armed her with a knife to stab you in the eyes
So you can feel the blade go inside, but you take her by the hand
And you lead her out of sight and then
She was only seven, a delicate minor, so let's take a moment of silence
Before I start the violence against these godless defilers
To the sound of cellos, and oboes and violins
I got licence to take pliers and rip off their eyelids
Or a blowtorch to the abdomen till the stomach fat just melts off
If i did nothing about it I'd have a benefit concert with Geldof
I'd even sell off my soul to buy sellswords which you couldn't even fend off
Give you a send off and a sense of the immense power
I can compel when I'm incensed so You know what it takes
To catch or confront a psycho, another psycho
Mr.Predator, I see you coming around and get at her
You made a mess of her, and then you fed on her like you're an incubus
Open my register, like i'm your creditor
Take you to task like a spoken word questioner
I am the reckoner, lyrical messenger
Addressing you now and i don't need an editor
There is no metaphor here when i set upon you Mr.Predator
This is me forcing myself on you kind of like
Getting these words from my mouth to your mind
For all of your ilk who do what they do, this is nothing new, trust me, I know, me too
I'm doing this for me, I'm not doing this for you
'Cos theres a time to teach a lesson, and a time to sit and learn
And I'd love to see you hang from the gallows, fry on a chair or burn
But I stop to think that those to whom evil is done, do much evil in return
So Mr. Predator, I wish for you the best of health and a long life
May all your faculties remain intact, man I need you alive
I know what you did and I think I know why
May you rot in a cell with no sound and no light
It may lead you to regret and repent and you might
But I know even Honest Puck can't make amends, not tonight
You're not some kid just raiding the pantry
I won't hand you over to this baying mob 'cos quite frankly
Society is raging, its seething, you're angry, I'm angry