| A bounding motion in the dark snowy forest
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| A slender body, agile movements, death in the grasp
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| A silent beast, a killing arm of the darkest hours
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| Now hiding in the secret place, will I find you?
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| Snow has covered the snow I’m waiting for the morning glow
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| I’m willing to follow the line of trails you left for me
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| My backpack is on my back filled with axe, shovel and traps
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| I just can’t wait to see, taking place the ruthless race
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| I’ve lost too many times
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| As I’ve tried to take your life
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| And I’m coming after you, sorting out the skein you’ve made
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| Quickly am I lost? |
| I just won’t give up
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| So I’ll go around the place and find your trace once again
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| While you’re running away but i know once you’ll mistake
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| I’ve lost too many times
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| As I’ve tried to take your life
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| I’m sneaking after you, patience is my best trump
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| I am slowly drawing near, and my faith is strong
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| I feel your presence mile after mile, inch by inch
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| But what can I do when I lose my way on the…
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| Black Marten’s trace
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| A bounding motion in the dark snowy forest
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| A slender body, agile movements, death in the grasp
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| A silent beast, a killing arm of the darkest hours
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| Now hiding in the secret place, will I find you?
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| I’m sneaking after you, patience is my best trump
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| I am slowly drawing near, and my faith is wrong
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| I feel your presence mile after mile, inch by inch
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| But what can I do when I lose my way on the…
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| Black Marten’s trace |