Saturday, March 01, 2008

Dire wolves

In the timbers of Fennario
the wolves are running round
The winter was so hard and cold
froze ten feet neath the ground

Don't murder me
I beg of you don't murder me
Please
don't murder me
It's 3am, do you know where the wolves are? Or the bears?

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