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Soon I feel the power |
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Surging through my soul |
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I feel a hatred deep and pure |
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No bloodshed could console |
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Now the change becomes me |
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My terror grows within |
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And as I scream for vengeance |
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I start my life of sin |
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Seeking out my victims |
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Laughing at their pless |
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What care I when I am |
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The victim of lycantropy |
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Suddenly I sniff your scent |
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Your blood smells so sweet |
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I lust to feast upon your heart |
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And on your raw red meat |
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Springing from the shadows |
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I'm ripping out your brain |
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Your body flails in torment |
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And thrashes from the pain |
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Springing from the shadows |
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I'm ripping out your brain |
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Your body flails in torment |
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And thrashes from the pain |
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Seeking out my victims |
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Laughing at their pless |
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What care I when I am |
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The victim of lycantropy |
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Next time heed the warnings |
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When night comes soon |
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Don't ever walk into wood |
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Beneath the full white moon |