I hovered in the searchlight, haloed there I hung
Yet calmed as if a moth drawn to a flame
The panic of one stalked and hunted dried my throat and tongue
In death and life the fear smelt just the same

To move an inch was certain death to stay another kind
Of dying through captivity I'd know
To to turn and face my predators and revel in their find
Would be life itself, some place that I could go

An option, a brazen shout, a flaring of the nose
Calling out a challenge of defiance
To call a shot and take the fate of where the bullet goes
A hero's way of showing his reliance

On destiny for live or die, both joys for fear can't decide
Both feel the same both offer hope both binding
To run with either, both escapes where love and hate collide
Insistent choices taunting for a finding

And so I hung as instinct would and waited for a sign
As fate called out my name to choose my role
And so I dropped and called the shot to prove that it was mine
And sank with destiny - uncaptured soul