Mr. Deer, don't be sad.

The Mountain Lord is descending from the mountain — offer them wine, Mr. Deer.

The Mountain Lord watches over us — have no fear, Mr. Deer.

The Mountain Lord has driven out the evil — rest easy, Mr. Deer.

The Mountain Lord is tired, that's all — rest easy, Mr. Deer.

Mr. Deer. Mr. Deer was right. They were no longer the Mountain Lord, Mr. Deer.

Someone put on the skin of a king, Mr. Deer. It's coming for me, Mr. Deer. Mr. Deer, I want to live.

M r . D e e r .