| By night I stalked alone
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| Paw prints in the shimmering snow
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| Hungry like a carnivore
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| For a beating heart
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| Hunting this frozen waste
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| Flesh sticking to my rib cage
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| I buckle under my own weight
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| Alone in the dark
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| Then I see it
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| (I see it)
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| I see it
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| (I see it)
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| I see the moon
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| And I feel it
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| (I feel it)
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| And I feel it
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| (I feel it)
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| I feel the sound coming through
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| And I howl
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| (Calling out to my wolfpack)
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| And I howl
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| (I'm not alone with my wolfpack)
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| Now I’m running wild and free
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| With the wolfpack following me
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| And in the cold I can feel their heat
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| And their beating hearts
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| And I’ve never felt this strong
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| When I howl my ancient song
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| Yellow eyes glowing like the sun
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| Watching me in the dark
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| Then I see it
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| (I see it)
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| I see it
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| (I see it)
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| I see the moon
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| And I feel it
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| (I feel it)
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| And I feel it
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| (I feel it)
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| I feel the sound coming through
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| And I howl
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| (I'm calling, I’m calling, calling out to my wolfpack)
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| And I howl
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| (And I’m calling, I’m calling, I’m not alone with my wolfpack)
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| And I howl
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| (I'm calling, I’m calling, calling out to my wolfpack)
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| And I howl
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| (I'm calling, I’m calling, I’m not alone with my wolfpack)
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| Now I’m running wild and free
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| With the wolfpack following me
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| And in the cold I can feel their heat
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| And their beating hearts |