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Stress and trauma Stress and trauma Convict: ( spoken.) Aint you got a plan then? Scarheart: ( spoken.) I just need some inspiration. A mother wolf did rear me Knowing men would fear me Though old and toothless She still was cruel and ruthless What did she sing us? (a howl from offstage.) Scarheart: (spoken.) mother? is that you? your words. they're coming back to me. (Sings)We are the evil chosen ones Although it seems the virtuous have won There's always sun Before the thunder The final battle's yet to come We can't go wrong lads Just sing her song lads Stand tall and strong lads All: ( sing softly. exquisite harmony.) We are the scumbags of the earth Our parents wish they'd strangled us at birth Scarheart: (sings.) We'll fight again then, we can bite again men Let our wolf music fill the world with fear Howl it loud and howl it clear All: (sing.) We are the evil chosen ones Although it seems the virtuous have won There's always sun Before the thunder The final battle's yet to come. (They finish on a wolf howl)