Bloodlust's passion claims the beast
Instincts drive this beast to prey
The kill is swift, In it´s perfect form
To hunt by night and sleep by day
His hunger he can not appease.
And though he feeds tonight he knows,
He shall again feel hungers throes,,
His heartbeat is the only sound,
It is all same and still so new.
From the wood the Fang and fury bring her down,
And The soul again set free.
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