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Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
Mouth lined with razors
Talons for fingers
Withholding answers
Lies always linger
Spreading like cancer
Fueling the anger
There’s mayhem and carnage filling the streets
While millions of people grovel at your feet
You’re not a prophet, nor the one I seek
You’re just the wolf that’s leading all the sheep
Into the woods
Halos drenched with sin
Serpents with a grin
Let the devil in
Heroes never win
Crumble from within
Weak and wearing thin
There’s mayhem and carnage filling the streets
While millions of people grovel at your feet
You’re not a prophet, nor the one I seek
You’re just the wolf that’s leading all the sheep
Into the woods
Into the woods
Into the woods
To be slaughtered
Talons for fingers
Withholding answers
Lies always linger
Spreading like cancer
Fueling the anger
There’s mayhem and carnage filling the streets
While millions of people grovel at your feet
You’re not a prophet, nor the one I seek
You’re just the wolf that’s leading all the sheep
Into the woods
Halos drenched with sin
Serpents with a grin
Let the devil in
Heroes never win
Crumble from within
Weak and wearing thin
There’s mayhem and carnage filling the streets
While millions of people grovel at your feet
You’re not a prophet, nor the one I seek
You’re just the wolf that’s leading all the sheep
Into the woods
Into the woods
Into the woods
To be slaughtered
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