| The curtain of night is drawn
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| Yet the darkness is kept at bay
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| Activity stirs in the canine commune
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| Beneath the glare of the glorious moon
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| The change has already begun
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| The painful affair of sprouting hair
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| An unrelenting intimation of horror
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| Bodies contorting, anatomy morphing
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| They ready for the impending hunt
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| Licentious animals fuck in packs
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| A cacophony of debaucherous howls
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| An orgy vile, all doggy style
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| The pack is on the move
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| Sniffing the air; |
| snapping, snarling
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| A suburban target, easy prey
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| Homosapien take-away
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| Don’t you move, hold your breath
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| A black shadow of impending dath
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| Ferocious golden eys fixate
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| Claws are poised to mutilate
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| Filthy blood-flecked drool
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| Pours from twisted rows of fangs
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| Noxious breath from a malformed maw
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| Cloys the air, nothing but despair
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| Surrounded by the lupine pack
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| The pure dread of imminent violence
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| The ferocity of the attack is tremendous
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| Concede, no weapons can defend us
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| The lycan pack content with numbers
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| Leave none alive, no need for infection
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| The pungent smell of blood and offal
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| The Earth’s stained red, but are all left dead?
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| A child’s escaped but not unscathed
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| A bold new chapter in the making
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| A month from now, numbers multiply
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| Sounds of howls and helpless cries
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| Human-kind decreases, the lycans now the dominant species |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Moon Dogs , by - Abramelin. Song from the album Never Enough Snuff, in the genre Альтернатива