Jackal
Jackal
Born with rage
Can't find his mind
Howling like a maniac
Into the pitch black sky
Rampaging through the city
Eating people and their bones
You'll know he's near
when he lets out his groan
Locked in a facility
In straight jacket for life
Continued to bite the others
With teeth like little knives
Head locked in a cage
He's thrown down in a cellar
Fearing the light and people
He's become a self-dweller
A tragic fire
Everyone's rushed out
Except the poor...
Insane man
Living down in dark
Burnt alive
No way to escape
He haunts our dreams
And the world we contemplate
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