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Can you smell it, can you feel it?

The bear is lurking again

Grab your bows, grab your arrows

He is right around the bend

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Midnight in Pannonia

The wild hunt is on tonight

Midnight in Pannonia

The bear roars with laughter

For he truly believes

That all will tremble in fear

When he comes out of the weeds

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Into the flames of torment

We seek to drench the hate

From every corner, from every shadow

We test the hand of fate

We know not what lies ahead

But we know what needs to be done

The curtain must fall once and for all

By the barrels of our smoking gun