Unidentifiable presence disturbs the fabric of my soul
An entity that masterfully eludes my line of sight
This lingering pursuit is starting to take its toll
The thought of being perpetually watched instills fright

Cautiously surveying my environments while striding
Ominous auras rapidly feast upon what's left of my composure
The courage within in me is constantly subsiding
A definite effect of prolonged stalker exposure

Deliberately lurking around to find my whereabouts
Poisoning my once peaceful state of mind
The confines of my conscious echoes with violent shouts
Stress continues to trickle down my spine

Reduced to being the prey of a obviously twisted stalker
Murder could not even help me escape the dimensions of trauma
Who would have thought that fear is persuasive talker
Living in the immortality of this unforgettable drama