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I'm afraid of the night, helpless |
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The forest is drenched in sinister fog |
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My home is in the mountains, without civilisation |
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I have no contact to the outside world |
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A dog is barking in the night |
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His faithful eyes gleaming, he stands on the porch |
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I take him in and he grows stronger |
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Guarding me against the creatures of the wood |
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No hunting without him at my side |
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I can't imagine life without him |
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More and more, his body's changing |
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His coat gets shaggy and his muscles bulge |
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He shows hatred and aggressiveness towards me |
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Bloody, raw meat is what he wants |
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Me, I'm meat too, that's what he sees |
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Too late, no chance to kill my creation |
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I'm perishing in agony and pain |
