Find what you need. In the warmth of the last light. I hear when they leave. We follow the echoes Among the trees Track all the sounds let them guide your lost mind. Lay on the ground let the fen fires shine The rival pulse of the sonar signal In the polaroid water Will let the blood run even colder Let us hide for the oncoming dark Remote your sense. I can see you shudder Our self defence I am reaching out to hold your hand Bring out the wild. Let it shape your desire Put all aside. Let the nature lift you higher The rival pulse of the sonar signal In the polaroid water Will let the blood run even colder Let us hide for the oncoming dark