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You're so afraid when you cross his eyes
Don't make a sound he can hear everything
And in a fight his fangs will bite you
To the blood, to the bone
Chipping the flesh

Wolf, high handed
Wolf, fast heartbeat
Wolf, prey hunter
Wolf, night watcher

Born in fury he won't be stopped
Driven by fire, consumed by anger
Kill to eat, follow the moon
Until dawn he will not sleep

You're so afraid when you cross his eyes
Don't make a sound he can hear everything
And in a fight his fangs will bite you
To the blood, to the bone
Chipping the flesh

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