Love and Prey

Like the hunter it chases after you

What good is there to hide

A thing for which armies have died

With an arrow it got me, telling me what to do

Took it like poison, it's quite a thrill

If denied, the heart says it might just kill

It burns you down and raises you from death

A wonderful way to drown, so take in a deep breath

That is the way of love, my dear

It bleeds and it mends (but nothing to fear)

It's really quite nice, after all it did bring you here

And here it comes. You're a target and with that feeling you seem kind of wounded.

It's not a god. He is a hunter. And armed with fine archery, they call him Cupid.