| Take me down to the core
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| Of the innermost deep within (myself)
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| Show me and help me capture
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| The seed of my existance
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| And understanding of my purpose
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| Guide me in grasping the nerve
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| Of my own melody
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| Golden star
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| Shining light
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| With power to dissolve
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| The most scattered mind
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| Into a state of contentment
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| Hunter, warrior
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| Crawls his way through the universe
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| Hunter, warrior
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| The stage is yours
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| I can no longer rule
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| Who made who
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| A few naked trees in an open field?
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| Or something with a higher purpose
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| And sense of being
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| Dance with me
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| And try moving
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| To my rhythm
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| You and I
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| We can move together
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| Hunter, warrior
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| Crawls his way through the universe
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| Hunter, warrior
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| The stage is yours
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| I can no longer rule
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| Make the world spin and
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| Heads bow
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| Know that devotion is
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| Our daily bread
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| Faithful ye, hear me now
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| The golden star is here
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| Hunter, warrior
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| Crawls his way through the universe
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| I must carry this torch with him
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| Bring us all together to the finish line |