Shirow Walker - Little Sheep

I am going to kill you while you sleep little sheep
Then for my dinner I will eat your meat
As for your body, it will become a coat
And for my glue I will grind up your toes
Good bye little sheep, sweet dreams across the horizon.
Let go of the day and dissolve into the ocean to become nothing forevermore.

Shirow Walker

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