Into the shadowed forrest
My dagger at my side
I hunt the hunter
softly fall my footsteps
bear feet upon the ground
dirty, broken, beaten
I seek out vengance
my heartbroken master
my love, you've been cut down
The heart in my chest
once beat only for you
now beats no longer
but boils only my blood
the hunter will be soon the fallen
crimson death ushering forth
until time comes to claim her
Then you my love
come forth from death
and envelope me in
your dark loving wings
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