Without Wolves 

This edge of knife / This turbulent river / This land we cannot cross without wolves for protection / This edge of sanity / This unending storm / This turning world, a wounded rock lost in the sky / Gun-raging voices, bloodthirsty for hurt / Void-hearted haters, reducing nature to dirt / Oh wounded world / Oh edge of sanity / Oh edge of knife / Bleed away the poison so we may heal 

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