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Lycanthropic survival instincts Embrace the beast and shun the weak Awake the primal one that sleeps inside Or feel the shiver running through your spine   My hands are painted red My future's painted black I can't recognize myself, I've become someone else My hands are painted red   Schizophrenic amnesia Bid goodbye to all you knew and loved Forget the only life that you knew outside They bought the ticket, now you take the ride   Lamb of God – 512
Wulf (The Fifth Place #1)
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