It has not taken long, it has not taken long
The hunters they are hiding from me
A wooden hand, a golden reed
A waiting end for them to bleed
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It has not taken long, it has not taken long
To feast our naked eye upon
The open blade
The hungry beast have found her calling
Calling "help me, please"
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