Wolves in the night
Alone in a forest My thoughts keep me company They tied up my wrist And left my empty The night is getting colder The minutes getting longer I think I saw a wolf I know they are never alone Never alone? That sounds nice Betrayed by my own Less pride than a mice It's full moon At least I have a nice sight I was once alive But soon I die Ah, the wolf has returned And brought it's friends There's so many of them And they will have a feast At least they appreciate me.
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