I Saw Her Through The Pines

A maiden through the pines
Away, away she ran
And saw herself laid out
Upon the moss and stone
They want to hold her hand
They want to reach inside
So deep inside deep inside

I saw her through the pines

Soon the horned one goes
Deep, deep into the pines
And sounds of hooves on stone
Are carried on the wind
He wants to hold your hand
He wants to reach inside
So deep inside deep inside

I saw him through the pines