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on the moors

from wetlands by secret south

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They chase me down,
The days are ending faster,
Time is slowing down
They tore my gown,
I will not serve two masters,
I gather up my gown.

I hear the soles of my feet
Connecting hard with living ground
I hear the souls of the hunted
Collecting fear without a sound.

We'll build a fire,
Smoke them out
Push the mists
Fill them with doubt.

The air surrounds their bodies,
The fire roars
We'll make them bones,
Their bodies
Lost
On the moors

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from wetlands, released December 7, 2011

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