They used to hunt animals
But in this new dystopian future,
They hunt this who dissent
And track those who disagree,
And as they close in on the kill
In their eyes you can the thrill,
But they don’t bloody their hands
Instead the call their servants,
But one day nothing happened
The masters thought their servants never heard,
But as the looked and began to turn
The servants struck them down
And justice was setved.