The laughing hunter and his hungry dogs Pursue me even in the dark His laughter I guess was misleading For in him I thought I’d found a friend There I think lies the beginning of it all For indeed a dear mistake I had made The dogs I found where no dogs at all But mighty lions, the king of the jungle himself Deceit was his meal and envy, his passion He came clothed in raiment of friendship and love How was I to know he was the enemy of my soul? Offering sweet smelling gifts Bearing presents t...