The
wolves slowly run
The
animals have seen
The
saliva flowing with taste
They
smell the fresh souls
The
chains are free
The
wolves will go
Into
the minds of fear
They
think they can
They
forget of times
The
changes have arrived
The
wolves howl in the night
Now
they fear of their lives
The
people are prepared
The
traps and weapons done
The
wolves smell of their own fear
As
the prowl in the open field
The
lightning in the sky
The
flow of thunder strike
The
flashes of bright light
The
wolves howl fear in their eyes
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