Long teeth penetrate into the flesh
Tearing all kind of tissues
Screams in the horizon
Smell of blood in the air
6 billion pack of wolves
The cure is my shotgun
Bullets are not of silver
This virus dies with
Uranium
Men is the wolf itself no need for enemies
Men is the wolf itself silence in the forest
Men is the wolf itself no need for enemies
Men is the wolf itself silence in the forest
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