Ghost in the night.
I live in the darkness
A wolf on the hunt
My fangs red
Blood on my beard
A killer, I come in for the kill
The night is mine
The day is yours
You fear me, my cunning
And stealth scares you
You prefer to kill me
You cage me
You see my fangs
My den, my pups, you do not see
I kill to survive
My pack, we must feed
A father, a friend, you do not see me
Loving, a killer
You see my fangs
And in the day I leave my prints so that you know
I AM HERE

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