Broken chains, shattered windows. They're no tame, so don't get too close. Run run away, until you see the light of day. Hide from the night, cause the blood red moon is glowing bright. You can't hide from the big bad wolf. Thrash and throw you to the ground. You can't hide under your roof. Lurk in the shadows they make no sound. You'll try to run as fast you can. Won't get far they know the land. You can't run, no you can't hide, You won't make it through the night.
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