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The Night of the Wolves
Long lost voices howl to me There are throat-eaters I cannot foresee But now they're getting closer, what happened my mind was so in line. Now my blood is curdling, the howls are sending chills down my spine. When they start hunting, we'll all fall down fall down cold blooded From the phantasm we created, we shivered, our fear was flooded. During the assault of the wolves, we'll all be fallen by the day. In the night of the wolves I've been searching all around they have left no trace to be found It's like they evanesced, but I know they're around. In the darkness of the night, they come down the hill to hunt. Now we're done for, this is now a massacre battle front. When they start hunting, we'll all fall down fall down cold blooded From the phantasm we created, we shivered, our fear was flooded. During the assault of the wolves, we'll all be fallen by the day. In the night of the wolves. The sun is uprising Ourselves we're chastising Most have all fallen Our few are crestfallen.
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