Here’s the sad story, about a deer, and a man!

A romantic scene, from a lullaby,
In the clearing green, where his eyes met mine.
I was froze in motion, oh his bow was raised,
Then the fleeting notion, that my life he’d save.

[Oh] But I saw it coming, flying through the air,
Feathered backside humming. Miss’ me, hit me where?
Where it will only hurt me, not a mortal wound.
Leave me lying dirty, someone would find me soon.

I have never, felt like this before.
Felt my body sinking, to the grassy floor.
No I have never, known a love like this,
Felt the flaming arrows, of the hunter’s kiss.

My life is not mine, like a dog or a wife.

He has taken his time, he has taken my life.

I could see the steaming, of his cloudy breath,
No, I was not dreaming, I was next to death.
As I lay there twitching, then my legs he tied.
There was nothing missing, on the day I died.

I have never, been like this before.
Felt my body sinking, to the grassy floor.
No I have never, known a love like this.
Love the flaming arrows, of the hunter’s kiss.

No I have never felt like this before.
Never felt my body sinking to the earth’s grassy floor.
Now I know I have never known a love like this.
Never felt the flaming arrows of the lonely hunter’s kiss.