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Hunt

          Hunt the wild dog
        Eating our papers
       With all our knowledge
      Will all our disease
     So who are we?
    Are we free? From our illness?
   Who can save us, from the wild dog?
  Eating our lives, our souls.
 Hunt the wild dog! Hunt the antidote.

                      Kill the wild dog!
                  Kill the cure!
              Kill the antidote!
          It's human nature, isn't it?

                                                       To kill
                                                      Our saving
                                                        Grace
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