Hunter Hunter

Hunter, hunter — I hunt for one like thee
Hunter, hunter — why have you wounded me?
Hunter, hunter — so strong and fair
You surpass Eros in dread accuracy

Hunter, hunter — where are your painless arrows?
Hunter, hunter — I dream to hunt for gallows
Hunter, hunter — of wild lands
The hunt has hunted me through straits and narrows

Hunter, hunter — can you find my path?
Hunter, hunter — through woods and thorns
Hunter, hunter — of the silver moon
a stag implores you gut by its own horns