Bloodlust blesses the mad wolf, The predator hunts in the woods, It eludes and kills for the thrill, For neither the fief nor the food, Can fill the thirst of its will.
The wolf slays the great beasts of the jungle, And breaks the chain of the jungle's laws, Where's the fun in killing small animals? Or following the norm, nature, and its flaws?
The mad wolf wears a mask and a moniker, Not because it lacks courage and candor, But because it hunts like a serial killer, Where its victims never expect their predator.
If a serial killer is standing right in front of you, you won't know until it's too late.... "
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