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Last Hunt (song)
Come to me waining light of day, warm my face again, come to me hope and lovely stars, show me the way home I have failed the hunt and wounded bad, I may not make it there. Show me now one last hope, show me happiness Leed me into eternal light, full of firtal plains, leed me guid me into the sun, where one can never be hurtShow me those that have gone before, show my the warmth and shade, take me home to my resting place, show me my grave I am old and too weak to hunt, I do not lament. Take me now in peace ful bliss, take me where I should be
