| Letting loose on the streets
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| On the prowl looking for meat
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| We’re always out, out for you
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| Better watch out, we’re coming for you
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| Evil’s staring in your eyes
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| Your time is here
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| Breaking out of our cage
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| We smell your fear
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| These fangs are sharp, will tear your flesh
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| With matted coats and rotten breath
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| Demon dogs from the tomb
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| Torn right outta the bitch’s womb
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| Evil’s staring in your eyes
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| Your time is here
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| Breaking out of our cage
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| We smell your fear… smell your fear
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| Wild dogs are hunting, prepare, we’re on the attack
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| Rabid unleashed and wicked, we’re on your tracks
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| Wild dogs are hunting, the pack is on the loose
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| Die or kill, now it’s your time to choose
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| Torn right through, through the devil’s gate
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| And with one sharp bite
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| The blood runs down your face
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| Our thirst for your juices will never be quenched
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| And your pulmonary’s pumping
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| Steady out through your neck
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| Don’t cross our path, brains set to kill
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| Bred into violence, it’s time to kill
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| No chains could hold us
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| We couldn’t be stopped
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| Mauling our victims until they all drop
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| Until they all drop
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| We are the…
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| Wild dogs, wild dogs, wild dogs
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| Wild dogs, wild dogs, wild dogs |