Original subtitles

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Provided by explosiveskull https://twitter.com/kaboomskull

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[Dad's voice] I hope you never have to hear this tape

as that means we've left the farm.

We moved here to this land to keep you safe and to help your mother get well.

She isn't getting better.

[snarling]

I fear she's getting worse.

[cassette clicks]

[snarling continues]

[eerie instrumental music]

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[resounding cry]

[eerie distorted music]

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[music fades]

[cricket chirrs]

[cricket chirrs]

[door bangs]

Come on, let's check the traps.

[sighs]

I've got your coat.

Right here.

Shhh.

[grass rustles]

[dark eerie music]

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[birds sing]

[rustling]

[Mama] I'm going to let you find the first trap, okay, Solomon?

[birds singing]

[metal clanking]

[clanking]

[slight clanking]

Hold on.

Drop it in.

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[light clanging]

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[bleating]

Go on.

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Be careful!

I'm sorry, Mother! What did I do?

Nothing.

Never mind.

Okay, cut her in half.

[gurgling]

Good job, Solomon.

You've learned well.

Okay, now take one. Mm-hm.

[gentle clacking]

[bird calling in background]

- Excellent. - [sniffs]

Okay.

Where?

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Good, go ahead.

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[insects chirring]

[door squeaks]

He's not jumping anymore.

How long have you had him in there?

Mm... Mm?

[Mama] Oh, Solomon.

Creatures can't survive like that. They need to be able to breathe and eat and drink.

You know what today is?

What?

[Mama] It's your father's birthday.

Oh.

I thought maybe we could go fishing.

He loved to take you fishing, remember?

We could bake a cake. How's that sound?

Really? Okay!

Well, then come on.

[dark eerie music]

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[eerie vocalizing]

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[bird caws]

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[Solomon] What happened?

Nothing. Why?

Where did the animals go?

You're very observant, aren't you?

I guess they went to find their own food.

Maybe they thought we were hunting them.

Or maybe they're as observing as you are and they went to warn the fish!

[giggles]

[water lapping]

[Solomon] Mama...

What happens when we... die?

Why are you thinking about dying?

I don't know.

Is that just like... the end?

Oh, no, it's not... It's not really the end. It's more like a change.

What kind of change?

Well.

You know, when a caterpillar turns into a butterfly?

It's sort of like that.

Life goes on but in a different way.

Listen, you don't have to worry about that right now, okay?

You're young and you're strong

and you're going to be around for a long time.

You know, I think we might have better luck catching fish

if we had real worms instead of these plastic bobbers.

[Solomon] I'll find some!

Here! Hold this for me.

Don't go too far!

[water trickling]

[rustling]

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[water rushing]

[gentle thuds]

Solomon?

[metal clinks]

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[clinking]

- Solomon! - Ah...!

Not to go too far! What are you doing?

I... I was trying to find big ones.

Here. I'm sorry.

All right, sweetie, those are big worms

but we are done fishing for today.

We need to leave now.

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[tapping]

[bleating]

- I got one. - [Mama] Oh, sweetheart.

Good job. Keep going.

Millie.

[coughing]

[Solomon] How did you get loose again?

[Mama] Millie needs milking.

I'll be right back.

Come on, Millie.

[clattering]

[low melancholy music]

[lighter flicks]

Shall we sing "Happy Birthday"?

♪ Happy Birthday to... ♪

[Solomon] Do we have to?

No, I just thought it might be nice.

[Solomon] I don't feel like it.

Okay, well...

maybe you just want to make a wish and blow out a candle.

It's right in front of you.

[large exhale]

- [clapping] - Yay, Solomon.

What'd you wish for?

I can't tell you.

Hey! Cut it out!

[giggling]

[coughing]

I love you so much!

[giggling]

[wind howls]

[rain patters]

[thunder rumbles]

[cassette clicks]

[Mama's voice] Once upon a time,

near a tiny village beside a tiny bay,

there lived a baby goat in a tiny woodland, far away.

[man's voice] Mama goat and Papa goat loved their baby so.

They nurtured him and kept him safe

and watched him bloom and grow.

[Mama's voice] Then Mama would sing a lullaby

to help him fall asleep

while Papa rocked him in his arms and Baby counted sheep.

[man's voice] On and on, it went this way

as baby goat grew old.

He never wandered far from home

always doing as he's told.

[Mama's voice] Until one day

he ventured off roaming far and wide.

Climbing up and over hills and down the other side.

[man's voice] Past the stream, into the woods

where the canopy turns black.

Further, deeper and darker he went

until it was time to go back.

[Mama's voice] "But which way to go?"

he wondered aloud, unsure of how to get home.

[baby goat bleats]

"What have I done? Where have I come?

And just how far have I roamed?"

[man's voice] Frightened and crying and turned all around,

that's when he heard it, a terrible sound.

[Mama's voice booms]

A trumpet of [indistinct].

Or is it teeth?

Slouched and crouched and hungry for meat.

[man's voice] Baby goat ran with furious speed.

Out of the woods, over the stream.

[Mama's voice] Over the hills and down the path,

closer and closer to home at last!

[man's voice] Where Mama and Papa held him tight,

loving him and hugging him with all their might.

[Mama's voice] "You scared us!"

They yelled, "You can't run away!

We love you and need you and want you to stay!"

[man's voice] Baby goat cried, hugging them back

and promised to always be good.

And always he was and never he did return

to the darkened wood.

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[thunder rumbles]

[Solomon] I'm glad baby goat made it home, okay.

Me too.

[cassette tape clicks]

[Solomon] He knew to get away from that terrible noise!

He sure did.

Solomon?

[Solomon] Yes?

You asked me earlier, what happens when we die.

[Solomon] You said we change

but I don't understand about the butterfly.

That's okay.

No one does, not really.

That's what faith is all about.

Faith?

You remember when Millie got really sick

and I said she might not make it?

[Solomon] You said, "She might die,"

but I said, "No way!"

- [giggling] - And you were right.

She got better.

That's what faith is about.

It's when you believe in something that you can't prove.

You believe in it anyway even though you can't see it.

I think that's your gift, Solomon.

I have faith in a lot of things

because I can't see anything.

You are a good boy.

[gentle smooch]

Good night.

I love you.

[Solomon] Mama?

Hmm?

I have faith in you.

I have faith in you too, Solomon.

[eerie instrumental]

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[thunder crashing]

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[Mama's voice over cassette] Solomon.

Solomon, I am so sorry.

I have to leave you now, sweetheart.

I cannot stay here.

You will have to be strong on your own

like I know that you can.

All you need to do is follow our three rules

and they will keep you safe as they have always done.

You remember our rules, don't you, Solomon?

The first rule.

We must always give back to the forest

which provides for us.

[clattering]

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So when you hunt or scavenge, do it for two:

one for the forest and one for you.

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The second rule.

When your will is almost gone

and you feel like giving up,

find comfort in singing our song.

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[hums]

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The third and final rule,

now, this is the most important of all.

Solomon, you must never, ever let go of the rope.

This rope is your guide.

This land is your home.

And the rope will keep you safe from harm within it.

So always hold onto it and you will have hope.

Whatever you do, don't lose the rope.

I love you.

[cassette clicks]

[water dribbling]

[splashing]

[birds singing]

[bell jingles]

[splashing]

[click]

[sighs]

[dramatic instrumental music]

[rustling]

[plop]

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[rustling]

[thumping]

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[clacking]

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[bleating]

[tapping]

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[laughs]

[tapping]

[chopping sounds]

[rustling]

[light clattering]

[water rushing]

[rope creaks]

[distant gunshot]

[upbeat distorted electronic music]

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[Mama] Whatever you do, don't lose the rope.

[click]

[click]

[owl hooting]

[hooting]

[crickets chirping]

[loud bleating]

[dramatic instrumental music]

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[gasps]

Millie, what happened, girl?

[snarling]

Millie!

Millie!

Millie!

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[hums]

[birds singing]

[humming]

[humming]

[somber instrumental music]

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[birds chirping]

[distant gunshot]

[slow curious music]

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Hey, boy, that's my deer.

[grunting]

Stop. Easy, kid.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

- No. - Hey, hey, hey, hey. Calm down. You're bleeding.

Now, I'm just trying to help you, kid.

How are we here?

Your rope.

I figured you must have something important attached.

Wasn't expecting a house.

Didn't want to lose it?

[chuckles]

Where are your parents, kid?

Anyone else around here?

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I'm fine.

I'm not... I'm not kid.

'Course you're not.

I apologize. You don't seem like a kid.

My name's Hank.

Where's my rope?

Rope's right here.

I'll pass it to ya.

Is your name Lucas?

How do you know Lucas?

I don't. I just saw his name on that knife.

Is it Lucas's knife?

It's mine now.

Well, what's your name, then?

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Solomon.

Hello, Solomon.

It's nice to meet you.

Please don't stab me.

Here's your rope.

No one answered your door earlier.

Is anyone else coming back here tonight?

I'd be more than happy to

finish helping you clean up that cut.

Give you a couple aspirin, in exchange for

a place to stay 'til mornin'.

Aspirin?

Yeah, aspirin.

You don't know what aspirin is?

No.

[Hank] It's a medicine

to make the aches and pains go away.

Trust me, you'll thank me for it.

I don't need your help.

I can see that...

but I need your help, Solomon.

I'll be blind in them woods when that sun go down.

And I don't have a rope like you.

But I have a deer.

I could make us both dinner.

Uh...

I'll take that as a yes, then.

[fire crackles]

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[fire crackles]

[clattering]

[clunking in distance]

[clunking]

[door latch clicks]

[clunking]

[stairs creak]

[Hank sighs]

[chuckles]

[mutters]

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[sizzling]

[Mama's voice over cassette] Solomon.

Solomon, I am so sorry.

I have to leave you now, sweetheart.

I cannot stay here.

You will have to be strong on your own

like I know that you can.

[Mama's voice muffled] All you need to do

is follow our three rules and they will keep you safe

as they have always done.

You remember our rules, don't you, Solomon?

The first rule.

We must always give back to the forest

which provides for us.

So when you hunt or scavenge, do it for two:

one for the forest and one for you.

The second rule.

When your will is almost gone and you feel

like giving up, find comfort in singing our song.

[gentle instrumental]

♪

The third and final rule,

now, this is the most important of all.

Solomon, you must never, ever let go of the rope.

This rope is your guide. This land is your home.

And the rope will keep you safe from harm within it.

So always hold onto it and you will have hope.

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[Mama's voice clear] Whatever you do,

don't lose the rope. I love you.

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[cassette clicks]

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[click]

[footsteps]

I think it's ready!

Thank you.

Ya like it?

Mind if I sleep in here by the fire tonight?

Okay.

Hey, Solomon.

If you want to go with me in the morning,

I could get you somewhere safe.

I just mean, I noticed you were running low

- on canned food and I could... - No.

Okay, fine.

I just wanted to offer some help.

I don't need help.

I love your home, too.

And I wouldn't want to leave it either.

Hey, uh, I noticed the picture of your mom and dad.

You know, you look so much like your mom.

I mean, just like your dad, too, but...

so much like your mom.

- I loved her. - [Hank] Mm.

I'm tired.

Sure, of course.

I'm beat too. It's been a long day.

I'll clean up.

[clattering]

[ominous instrumental]

[owl hoots]

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[footsteps]

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[loud roar]

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The hell was that?

Do you know what that was?

No.

[Hank] Have you ever heard that before?

I don't think so.

You don't think so?

Well, it didn't sound good.

Let me get a flashlight.

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[Solomon] Where are you going?

To see what that was.

[Solomon] It stopped.

Stopped what though?

I don't want it startin' again.

[Solomon] What are you gonna do?

Depends on what it is, I guess.

You just stay here.

I'll be right back.

A'right?

[hums]

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[owl hooting]

[gunshot]

[shrieking growl]

[fast ominous instrumental]

Solomon?

Do you know what kind of animal is out there?

[hums anxiously]

Do ya?

I thought somethin' was gon' kill me.

Tell me if you know what it is.

[sighs]

Whatever it is,

it was big enough to kill a bear.

I mean, it wasn't a huge bear, but it was a bear and bears...

It's okay, Solomon.

We're safe now.

I think.

[groans]

[sighs]

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How the hell am I gon' get you outta here

with that thing in them woods?

- [Solomon humming] - [sighs]

It's nice.

That song.

[delicate classical instrumental]

[music grows darker]

[wood clatters]

[outdoor din]

Hey! Good morning!

Thanks for letting me stay here last night.

Do you know anything about what was out there last night?

You know...

there's a... lot of deer left over.

I was just thinking I could

show you how to preserve it.

Have a little deer jerky around in the winter.

Looks like you got a old smoker right here.

[Solomon] That was my dad's.

What happened to him?

He left.

I'm sorry, Solomon.

Well, I see a...

lot of materials around here.

We could build a new one.

And grate, some metal stakes.

Yeah.

I think...

I can work with this.

Now, do you happen to have a chain?

- [eerie music] - Uh, I found one before.

In the woods.

But it's stuck.

Stuck to what?

I don't know.

Well, you have some bolt cutters here.

Can you take me so I can see?

Yeah. I can...

I can check my traps.

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- Clever. - [chuckles softly]

Ah, there's nothing in your trap.

It's pretty amazing to me how you move around so well

with your rope.

Mm. Rope is my guide.

It's around here.

Well, there's a whole heck

of a lot of around here, Solomon.

You gon' have to throw me a bone here, kid.

Oh, it's right here! You were right, Solomon.

- It's right here. - [chuckling]

Does look like it's attached to something, doesn't it?

Let's see what it is.

I guess you're not coming?

No.

A'right, you stay right there. I'll be right back.

[ominous instrumental]

Oh, shit!

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I don't know, it goes into some kind of den.

I couldn't pull it out.

- [Solomon] A den? - [grunts]

Some kind of hole in the ground.

It don't really matter, though, I guess.

We got what we need.

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Hey, uh...

Will the deer fit?

- [laughs] - No, no,

we will have more than enough

left over to cook regular.

Yeah.

Can I have a piece?

Yeah. I just said we have plenty.

[laughs]

A'right, now.

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[Hank] Solomon! What are you doing?

Hunt and scavenge do it for two,

one for the forest and one for you.

What the hell is that? Witchcraft?

You always throw dead animals out here?

Uh, yes.

Well, that explains why some animal

was prowling around last night.

What say you and I go find out

what kind of beast that was while it's light out.

I can't.

You won't... I'll be right here to help you, Solomon...

No, Hank!

So you do remember my name?

[chuckles]

Why? Can't lose the rope?

I can help you with that, too.

You just have to trust me a little.

Whatever is out there ain't gon' go away

if you keep feeding it.

We can set a trap for it.

I mean, unless you just feel safe

all alone out here, that's cool.

You probably right. You got this under control,

all on your own.

How?

How you got it under control?

How can you help me?

[outdoor din]

[fabric tearing]

[Hank sniffing and exhaling]

[Hank] You can stay tied up just as safe with this.

It will just give you a little more freedom is all.

And you don't have to worry about my knots.

I spent the first half of my life on a boat.

- [grunts] - You hear that?

[Russian accent] Strong like bull!

[normal voice] Now feel it.

Yeah! America-made!

[Hank laughs]

[Solomon mimics Hank] Strong like bull.

[Hank laughs]

[Solomon] Okay.

'Kay. Okay.

All right, let me get one more thing.

Come on. Let's go get this sumbitch.

I got you, kid. Hold on. Let's go.

[Hank grunting]

[tense music]

Uh, is this where you seen it?

Yeah, well, somewhere around here.

I don't think it's around here now.

I hope not.

But between you and me,

I think we've reached the end of our hope.

[Solomon] Huh?

It's a joke.

Never mind.

Old man, knuckle sandwich joke.

Hank!

[Hank] Solomon!

[Solomon] Hank!

[Hank] Solomon!

[Hank panting]

Come on, let me get you outta here.

Let me get you home. It's not safe out here.

Come on, I got you. I got you.

Come on, come on.

Follow me. I got you. I got you, kid.

[eerie music]

We safe now. Don't worry.

Whatever that was can't get in here.

That trap will get it quick.

You okay.

Hold on.

I saw somethin' last night.

Was your mother's name Nye-dia by any chance?

Nydia.

Did you know she wrote a journal?

What?

I found her journal.

"To the joy of my life, Solomon."

And she signed it, "Nydia."

What does it say?

I don't know. You want me to read it?

She had beautiful handwritin'.

"Sunday.

Happy birthday, Solomon.

I cannot believe you are four years old today.

How have four years come and gone so quickly?

I broke down in tears last week when I realized

you were not going to be three anymore.

I told your father that I was heartbroken

because I could barely remember you as an infant now."

[Hank chuckles]

"He got this journal so I could

write down all of the things we'd do together

and not forget.

He meant it as a gift for you.

But I think it's more for me."

[Hank chuckles]

"I doubt you will care as much about how cute

your little fingers are in the grass..."

- [Hank chuckles] - "As you...

try to catch a grasshopper

or how your laugh can pull me from sorrow

and transform me back to paradise.

Your father and I love you so much, Solomon.

Tuesday.

I couldn't understand it. I was heartbroken.

I don't know why.

I just wanted to keep you safe.

I think that's all any mother really wants.

I told Lucas that you belong here.

The ache for home lives in all of us,

the safe place where we can go as we are

and not be questioned.

I don't think he agreed with me, though.

He can seem so different from me sometimes.

All I have to do is hold you close, Solomon.

You console my heart.

It dances in delight when we sing together."

[chuckles]

Just thinking of our lullaby

can sooth my soul.

I love you. Good night, Solomon."

- [eerie instrumental] - Hmm.

Here we go.

"Wednesday.

I cannot believe he tried to take...

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What?

What is it? Why'd you stop reading?

Um, it's getting really late. Uh, that's enough for tonight.

No, please, Hank, just some more...

How 'bout we get some shut eye?

- Not tonight. - Okay.

[fire crackles]

[Mama's voice muffled] Never, ever let go

of the rope.

This rope is your guide. This land is your home.

And the rope will keep you safe from harm within it.

So always hold onto it and you will have hope.

Whatever you do, don't lose the rope.

[Mama's voice clearly] I love you.

[cassette clicks]

[powerful, shamanic-like instrumental]

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[bird cawing]

[grunting]

[music fades out]

[bird cawing]

[ominous music]

Hank?

Hank!

[outdoor din]

Hank!

Hank?

[forest din]

[ominous instrumental]

[forest din]

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[thunder rumbles]

[grunting]

[exhales]

[Mama's voice] I cannot stay here.

You will have to be strong on your own

like I know that you can.

All you need to do is follow our three rules

and they will keep you safe as they have always...

[distant gunshot]

You remember our rules, don't you, Solomon?

The first rule:

we must always give back to the forest

which provides for us.

[ominous instrumental]

So when you hunt or scavenge, do it for two:

one for the forest and one for you.

♪

The second rule:

when your will is almost gone and you feel like giving up,

find comfort in singing our song...

♪

The third and final rule,

now, this is the most important rule of all:

Solomon, you must never, ever let go of the rope.

This rope is your guide. This land is your home.

And the rope will keep you safe from harm within it.

So always hold onto it and you will have hope.

Whatever you do, don't lose the rope.

Hank!

- Hank! - [Mama's voice] I love you.

[cassette clicks]

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Hank!

Hank!

Hank!

[tense music]

[leaves crunching]

[flies buzzing]

[thunder rumbling]

[muffled screaming]

[thunder rumbling]

[chain rustling]

[tense music]

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[growling]

[scream echoes]

[Solomon humming]

[humming]

[both hum same melody]

Mother.

[snarls]

[wet thuds]

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[gurgling]

[breathing shakily]

[coughing]

[gagging]

[bird caws]

[eerie music]

[mournful music]

♪ Non silentio ♪

♪ Mom will hold you near ♪

♪ Non silentio ♪

♪ 'Tis nothing left to fear ♪

♪ Non silentio ♪

♪ Listen to me, please ♪

♪ Non silentio ♪

♪ Like the voice of trees ♪

[angelic vocalizing]

[melodic strings instrumental]

[singing in Latin]

♪ The rope will set you free ♪

[singing in Latin]

♪ The chains lead back to me ♪

[angelic vocalizing]

Provided by explosiveskull https://twitter.com/kaboomskull

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[melodic strings instrumental]

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[singing in Latin]

♪ Mom will hold you near ♪

[singing in Latin]

♪ 'Tis nothing left to fear ♪

[angelic vocalizing]

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♪ Non silentio ♪

♪ You know what to do ♪

♪ Non silentio ♪

♪ If I come for ♪

♪ You ♪