Sheep

Shepard man you've got blood on your hands
Shepard man you've got blood on your hands
I'm no sheep, I'm separate from the herd
Won't retreat, I'll never sell my soul
Shepard man, you've got blood on your hands
Step aside you're ephemeral at best
Extirpate, you've wiped out your own kind
Hunted down, they surrendered and fell blind
But Shepard man you won't dare test me now
Like an oak I proudly stand my ground

I'll defend my honor and my pride

Won't rescind or get politicized



Credits
Writer(s): Frederick Reinert
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