The four hooves echo in the night.
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Pictures of deepest fear reflect in your eyes,
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like a fire in your soul.
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Burst through the forest of the wild.
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The full moon beholds from its starlit sky,
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this journey without goal.
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The hunt twists and turns,
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winding through the dark.
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The flame of intensity burns
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higher and higher and higher.
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The hooves are pounding in the dark,
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splitting the silence of the night.
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Do you smell the cruel desire?
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Your paws are pounding with your heart,
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pounding for life and liberty
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as the steam is rising higher.
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Inside the forest oh so deep,
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the creatures of the night watch intensively
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this hunt that flashes them by.
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Will you escape or will you bleed?
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The hunter's at your tail, he calls for victory
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with hunger in his eyes.
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As the welkin embraces his stars
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to a shimmering nightly play,
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the arch-enemy of man
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is once more prey.
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For Life And Liberty
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Falconer |