| Herne, Herne, Herne, Herne!
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| Come with bright eyes a-flashing
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| Come with your dark hounds crashing
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| Come rend the sky asunder
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| Come with the rain and thunder
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| Break all that lies before you
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| Take all that dies around you
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| Ride with the Hounds of Hell
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| Fly with the Hounds of Hell
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| Take me to the Wild Hunt
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| Break me with the Wild Chase
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| Take me with the Wild Hunt
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| Take me riding wildly with the Wild Hunt now
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| In darkest green you move now
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| With oak and ash and thorn now
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| The cloak that’s swathed around you
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| Denies I’ve finally found you
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| I’ve sought your untamed beauty
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| Within the hearts of men
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| I’ve found both love and cruelty
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| In equal parts within
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| Come with those bright eyes flashing
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| And with your hounds a-crashing
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| I feel I’ve always known you
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| Tho' none would ever own you
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| Proud Herne to ride beside you
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| And leave the dying day
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| But who knows who is hunted
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| And who shall be the prey? |