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Mother and child
Still to grow
Weaving through the silence
Of the wood
But hunters lie in wait
Strung up by The Fates
For one who weaves through the forest
Silent on her hooves
Run from the men who would wound you and maim you
Run from the men who would mark you and claim you
Building their pyres to burn and consume you
Run for your life
Mother and child
They are hunting you with arrows tipped in fire
Calling you with voices sweet with lies
But the wind is on your side
The Huntress cries out
Sacrifice
Braided with flowers
As a bride
But hunters lie in wait
Puppeted by Fates
For one braided with flowers
Thinking she's a bride
Run from the men who would wound you and maim you
Run from the men who would mark you and claim you
Building their pyres to burn and consume you
Run for your life
Mother and child
They are hunting you with arrows tipped in fire
Calling you with voices sweet with lies
But the wind is on your side
Mother and child
They are hunting you with arrows tipped in fire
Calling you with voices sweet with lies
But the wind is on your side
Let the wind blow
She's yelling from the East
Why do they rush so eagerly to die?
Let the wind blow
Bring my daughter home
Why do they rush so eagerly to die?
Let the wind blow
She's yelling 'cross the sea
Why do they rush so eagerly to die?
Let the wind blow
Bring her ashes home
Why do they rush so eagerly to die?
Mother and child
They are hunting you with arrows tipped in fire
Calling you with voices sweet with lies
But the wind is on your side
Mother and child
They are hunting you with arrows tipped in fire
Calling you with voices sweet with lies
But the wind is on your side
