The Golden Apple

The Hunt

Lyrics & Melody by Michael Crook

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The hunt and the hunted,
Lie in different parts of the forest.
Of the forest

Armed with wit and courage
Picked against a beast of better nature.
Of better nature

We live to die so they can live and die,
They live to die so we can live and die

We scout the ferns and burrows
Picking herbs and berries on our way.
On our way

We see our pray intended
A beast that will see us through the winter.
The long cold winter

We live to die so they can live and die,
They live to die so we can live and die

Because we are all nature’s prey and
The earth will take tomorrow or today

The senses of the old stag
Are heightened so in silence we must stay
We must stay

Spear and bow are ready
Waiting for the moment of the,
Waiting for the moment of the kill

The cut of the air makes the animal aware and
The stag takes flight to sleep another night

Run X52

The hunt outwits the hunter
On this day but there will be another,
Serve our hunger

We serve our Mother Nature,
Knowing that the forest will provide,
We will survive.

We live to die so they can live and die,
They live to die so we can live and die

Because we are all nature’s prey and
The earth will take tomorrow or today