Raised by wolves abandoned Forced to stalk you Haunt your neighborhood. But full moon shocked They raised their rifles Whites of eyes - I'm stronger. Slipped through cracks across your wall I scrape the sand now from your soles And eat your heart out And it's cold See me. You won't see me at your door. Heard me howling with regret There is no pleasure - can't forget The faces or the fear The fires (Backwards): You won't see me at your door
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