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Staring down the wolves
With a shotgun in each hand
My back against a wall
Of some barren land.

Though tides of Evil course
Through my blood filled veins
 'S no hiding or remorse
Until those beasts are slain.

The winds of hatred blow
With  one hell of a sound
They should really know
I couldn't get pushed around.

Now I'm hunted with a thirst
And a view to make a killing
But I'll jump in there first
Whose blood will be spilling?

I'm stranded cannot run
They sense me anywhere
I stand and load my guns
And shoot them here and there.

They've chased me far and wide
While biting at my heels
Now they try to hide
Not liking how pain feels.

I'm not afraid of you
Though your bloods not red
You still turn a shade of blue
With my bullet in your head!!

Hunting down these wolves
With my shotguns in my hands
Til the last of them does fall
And rot amongst the sands.

The cries of evil roared
Across the blood soaked plains
I thought i'd won this war
When none of them remained.

But the Lords of Darkness show
And try to take me down
I thought that they would know
I'm turning this around.

See they've come in unprepared
Like they didn't have a clue
They didn't think I'd dare
To cleave their heads in two.

I'm feeling nearly done
Still there every-bloody-where
I shoot the with my guns
Hear a scream as their flesh tears.

Everything they've tried
Magic and ancient seals
I know that they have lied
  And the Devil doesn't do deals.

I'm not afraid of you
Were the last rights I read
As my bullet tore through
Made a hole inside their head.

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