you are like a snake cold and stealthy
you have a bite that is lethal and deadly
your perpis is set you will not regret
you have the bite that can end a good mans life
you got me pierced deep, venom flowing thou my vines
the Poisson slowly taking me away
steeling my life making me cold
lone in cold tone of an in-less hold
you leave me there cold on the floor without regret you seizer away
as you leave i make a stand in pain i walk away
falling to the floor about to take my last breath
my teacher open's the door just before my death
(read my wolf by nathan mendell)
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