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The werewolves on the run
In the deepest forest they howl
Fearing of their lives extinct is the word!
They run dare not look back
The hunters run along
Silver arrows and bullets fly
In the nights of the bright full moon
The howling of desperation in the pack
The thundering hooves
Pounding hard in the dark forest
The red eyes darting everywhere
They want to live not to die!
The night breezes whirring
Telling them there is no escape
The hunters are hot on their trails
The end is near they know it
The hunters split into 3 groups
Chasing the werewolves to the end
Leaving no survivor to breed again
In the deep forest the howling of desperation
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