Lament of the Hunter

Letting loose a hunter's hound,
Striding towards his prize
On the ground the great buck rests,
Shot right between the eyes

Yet anguished screams still pierce the night,
From where the dead beast lies
Stab-bing the lifeless endlessly,
"Die, please, just die"

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