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Beware the painted lips of Red
Whose kiss will surely render dead
For a heart as cold as death doth reign
Deep in forests filled with pain
Hear the cries of suffering souls
From beast to man upon the knoll
She bestowed a curse of miserable life
Upon the hands that toil and strife
Rise against the broken way
Steadfast my love, do not give sway
For evil lurks among the shadows
Be not tempted my darling White rose
You alone hold the key
Our daughter dear, set us free
Align with you, the seven sworn
Who not in death, we do still mourn
From the poison, they shall rise
Forever cursed, Canis lupus inside
Break the moon once of blue
The howl we seek is strong and true
Beware the painted lips of Red
Whose kiss will surely render dead
Save the wolf who’ll have her head
Our ever beloved Salien bred