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Escape in darkness of the night
the dark figures of the trees
run fast to greet the morning light
and nothing is as it seems

The scent of the wet fur
is getting closer now
no turning back your trails
concentrate on getting further
You know you’ll survive
but do you just know how?
path ends too soon
no sign of rising sun

In passage under the great pines
You fail your feet and meet the ground
numerous creatures attack in lines
to sad destiny you are bound

They smell your fear
as they are coming near
the weight in your hand
gives you hope but how you stand
in front of these beasts from hell
that only stories tell
knowing that you
don't have enough rounds

Dawn ends no game
moon rules the sky
turn around, raise an arm and take your aim
let the silver bullets fly

Dawn ends no game
moon rules the sky
turn around, raise an arm and take your aim
let the silver bullets fly

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