I can see, the shadows rise, as the Sun, fades away
The dampness of my heart, comes back to life, every night
I can see you cry, arms, outstretched to me, but no, I am not there
I can see, the shadows rise, as my heart cries, a wolf, in a forest night

Alone, again, I seek my, lonely pray, my heart is full of love
Yet, it seems, all my heart, has to offer, are these, razor fangs
Through out the forest, this is my range, I will survive
Tender heart, beware, of my fangs, I will survive, love...,has fangs

I see, your tender smile, feel the warmth, of your arms
Still, I say, the beast is in me, beware, the fangs, of my heart
Hear the cry, on a cold, empty night, snow falls, all night
You feed your fire with all the words of my fangs, as I go deep

Feel the pleasure, feel the pain, feel the lonely, forest cry
You were weak, you heart is my pray, I must survive, so,
I say, feed my heart with all the weakness that you have
My hunger is as strong as the words, that come from my fangs

"I Can See, The Shadows, Rise"

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