Late within the somber hours (the hunt)
I've leaped into the odd dance
I can smell their sweat
See through their dark and vivid stares
And the one prey, only to take
Sing the words of your vanity
Display your freedom
Like a cheap commodity
Keep stepping on the trap
Gamble your life with the wolf pack
With the wolf pack
The wolf...
You won't have the final word
It's so clear you can't see
It's so clear you can't see
Your excessive pride made you mindless
Defenseless
I can smell the fire
I can smell the burn
Run sweet little prey, before your end comes

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