A bizarre piece that's reflective. Probably Spike speaking - it sounds like him to me.
Predators are natural. Everything has a pretator. Wolf hunts the lamb, Lions hunt the antelope, anteaters eat, well, ants, obviously. Does the lamb wonder around moaning about it? No, it bloody well gets on with it. Is there a wolf-slayer among them, while the majority of the sheep population insist that wolves don't exist? No.
Only humans are arrogant enough to imagine they have no predators, that they are the top of the food chain, the ultimate in evolution, rulers of the world, masters of the universe, yadda, yadda, yadda. It makes me sick.
Of course, I don't pretend that I'm in anyway top of the food chain. No way. The Slayer i way above me. I prey on humans, the slayer prey's on vampires and what preys on the slayer? The same thing that preys on every other human on the planet. Bacteria. Virus. Parasites. A million germs eating away at them. And when they die? Maggots and worms and insects with millions of legs burrowing into their flesh, eating away, chomp, chomp, chomp.