A shadow
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One whisper
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Nothing to see
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There is a pair of glowing eyes, a gruesome call
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Streetwolf
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Motionless
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Just one breath
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He demands tribute
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An abased one
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In restless pain
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The grief feels like they'd cut a piece out of his heart
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Streetwolf
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Whoo - Streetwolf's got you
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Whoo - Streetwolf's got you
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Look in the mirror, a river of blood - your race is almost run
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He's in your back, even there on each side, in front another one
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He grabs you at your throat, his jaws will cut you into bits
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It's just what he always did, the thunder made his hits
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Howling and hunting, a raging revenge - substitutes can't satisfy
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The loss of what's too precious to forget has blured his eye
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Soon the day will come when they will stand up like a storm
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The pain will be too mush to bear, their hearts, they must be torn
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Whoo - Streetwolf's got you
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Whoo - Streetwolf's got you
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Streetwolf
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Rage |