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The New Breed


You better hide, you better run, There is no time for fun, Your end is evident, We have become the new residents. This is not our fault, Someone opened the vault, We are not purposely ill, We are here to only kill. Let us bite you, You will be like us too, It doesn't take long, And you will belong. The hunger never stops, We can never just drop, The pain is not there, Yet we are everywhere. You never hear us coming, So all you can do is keep running, We will find you, It's what we do. We are the new breed, We need you to feed, Try to hide if you dare, Once bitten, you will come to despair.
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