" Raised by wolves i learned the language early
Every silence told me when to strike
Longer on me teeth bear to the weather
I don't follow past and look to ride.
I grew up where instinct makes decisions
where you trust the pull inside your chest
No leash hanging from my reputation
No permission written in my breath
No fin stick rising on the skin
Something ancient kicking in.
No change for wolf fell the pull
Blood runs fast ,rule by rule
Hear that hunger calling throuh
I move free i move true
No chase for wolves
Hear it grow in my boones ,in my soul"
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