Beware the wolf
He Hunts, at night
On top the mountain he howls
His eyes aglow under the moonlight
Beware the wolf, his teeth red with blood
The taste of flesh, the smell of fear
He preys, he overpowers like a flood
Beware the great grey wolf,
All Hail the King of the Pack
The leader, the destroyer
He is the one leading the attack
Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 11:17 AM UTC
Beware the wolf
He Hunts, at night
On top the mountain he howls
His eyes aglow under the moonlight
Beware the wolf, his teeth red with blood
The taste of flesh, the smell of fear
He preys, he overpowers like a flood
Beware the great grey wolf,
All Hail the King of the Pack
The leader, the destroyer
He is the one leading the attack
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