| A howl in the night, your skin is crawling
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| Can’t help yourself, the wildness is calling
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| Under the trance and the spell of the night
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| A yearning for freedom that comes
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| When you learn how to fight
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| Learning to summon relinquish control
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| Yearning desire consumes your soul
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| Relish the pain, blood rings you pride
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| Knuckles split red and you’ve never felt so alive
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| The call of the wild in the black
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| The silence that warns of attack
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| Learning to let loose far from the world
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| Burning till midnight to wolf you’ll turn
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| Forcing yourself in dark flame
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| It’s a sacrifice to the call of the wild
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| Learning to let loose far from the world
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| Raging in fires of passion you burn
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| Forging yourself in dark flame
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| It’s a sacrifice to the call of the wild
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| Raging like wildfire hunting for prey
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| Deep in the valley below
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| Reaping like whirlwinds into the prey
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| A gift of death they bestow
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| That night is gone, but alive in your heart
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| Memories of that night threaten to tear you apart
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| Taking the long road, hitching with drifters
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| Riding at midnight like a shapeshifter |