Cate Le Bon - Through The Mill lyrics

When I saw you die the d**h Whilst beating animal I ran to approach the poachers' nest To strip them of their epaulet You really are the maddest beast I've ever seen before Three hundred pounds wrapped in my cave We going to an island I packed you up with trophy bones And bridged you on the peak We stayed to watch the ships come in And drank to when the chase felt good I really could not leave him there They put him through the mill I rode back home to tell my friends The moon it makes the wine taste sweet