Chase the Stag
A fire burns within my lung
The warrior's heart is just begun
The walk has turned into a burst
The battle horn shall quench my thirst
The sword shall be my compass guide
The saddle bed shall be my ride
A fire caught from only sun
Draw the bow, the stag will run
Chase the battle to the woods
Run the forest as I would
Crush the oak and burn the elm
Trace the game throughout the relm
Draw it back, hear it bend
Loose you arrow, speed shall send
Fell the hunted as the prey
The warrior's cry shall rise that day
As from his death I bring my life
The antler high has followed strife
Around your chest tie his feet
Warrior strong, you will defeat
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