I, the wolf clothed like a lamb
Threaten me not, coz my heart's callous and numb
Thou shalt not try to hunt me in
Trap of silence in me is prepared, outside & within
Raised and burgeoned by women dressed in white
Whilst trained by pals with fury and might
I could bring you destruction and sleepless nights
Like an unrenowned enemy, thief, and a raging knight
You don't know me
Know me
Know the evil in me
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