A lonely wind rustles the leaves
Its mournful voice speaking to me
“She comes, she comes ever closer
Accompanied by ones who love her”
The owls above communicate their plans
We watch as the ritual demands
But this girl's different, I can't sit by
As she and her companions die
Are we surprised to hear him say the words you dread?
“Let’s split up”
My run-down post ain’t much to see
But there's not much harbingers need
They say, they say I’m half a man
But that can change by a touch of your hand
The owls above communicate their plans
We watch as the ritual demands
But this girl's different, I can't sit by as she and her companions die
Are we surprised to hear him say the words you dread?
“Let’s split up”
You’re safe with me, but as for him, he’s dead
And that’s why we won’t split up
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