it's a trap.
at least the wolf gnaws off its own leg.
it's a trap.
the bear moans,but eventually dies with its stupid dignity intact.
it's a trap.
the pulp of a rain soaked news-paper beneath your feet.
it's a trap.
welcome home.
it's a trap.
with each mile passed,six miles of sanity lost.
it's a trap.
your bed waits.
it's a trap.
the wolf has only three legs now.
his six eyes will do him just fine.
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