Petr, hes crying out from his room again. Peers under The doors crack, he wonders which side be his sin. Spring himself And Grandfater each from their own traps, six inches under the Door same as window cracks Its a mad, mad way hes living, thats his destiny Its a mad, mad way hes living, I bare witness on thee Grandfater is falling out of the room again. Cant spring himself From this trap Petr put him in. Grandfater peering out of the Window high, Grandfater lets out an old man cry Its a bad, bad way hes living, thats his destiny Its a bad, bad way hes living, I bare witness on thee Three Hunters they are coming to this land again. They wander Through the Wandering, mountains, and ocean. They dont give Heed to three birds a different hunt they seek, not themselves Bird, duck, or geese Its a glad, glad way theyre living, thats their destiny Its a glad, glad way theyre living, I bare witness on thee The Wulf, he be screaming from his wood again. Laughing at the Hunters who Come to do him in. The Wulf, he is a coming head on towards me, he aint afraid Of this Scarebeast Its a cad, cad way hes living, thats his destiny Its a cad, cad way hes living, I bare witness on thee This town, it is falling down, down into the sea, mountains they are heaving Up all Lupercali. Closer comes the Wandering six inches every day, one day This place will fade away Its a sad, sad way were living, thats our destiny Its a sad, sad way were living, I bare witness on thee Its a sad, sad way were living, thats our destiny Its a sad, sad way were living, in Lupercali!
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