In the hunger of the night
You wake to spread your blight
And the crescent tame of moonlight finds you life unworthy
I know your thirsty blood insane
Same of smell my body reign
Masacrilic as it was the wretched gift of birth
Thousand winds to sing unmaking
There within me beast awaking
Ridding you of warmth of home, baring ‘neath the sky
Mad as you deny me pray
Streaming through the woods of stray
Tripping ‘neath the tongue of burning arrowfly translucent
Hunt is merely such a game
Out to see a monster tame
Ending as your eyes grow wide, pierce of ire assunder
Strings of archer ‘gainst the kin
Paid in blood, a sin for sin
Mere an apple withered falls, torn corrupt off family tree
Beauty lies therein the fallen
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