Besedila: Inga Liljestrom. Elk. Deer.

Hunters seeking clues
Tracks are fresh
Swift to the kill
Deep into it
You'll lose all sense
He goes by touch
Deciphering
Broken codes in me

I don't know how to move
This state I'm in

Hold fast my beating heart
Here's a deer amongst the hunted
A gentle anarchist who knows no fear
See, I'm an elk and you're a deer

Hunter you've found the clue
Silver lines around his eyes
The sprawling fawn
Try not to speak
Caught by his eyes
It was blood on ice

I don't know how to move
This state I'm in

Hold fast my beating heart
Here's a deer amongst the hunted
A gentle anarchist who knows no fear
See, I'm an elk and you're a deer

Hold fast my beating heart
Here's a deer amongst the hunted
A gentle anarchist who knows no fear
See, I'm an elk and you're a deer

Warm is the mouth
That feeds
You love
And his heart
Beat so loud
It's all
I'm wanting now