| If you could only see the beast you’ve made of me
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| I held it in but now it seems you’ve set it running free
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| Screaming in the dark, I howl when we’re apart
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| Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
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| My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
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| You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl
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| My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
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| You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to
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| Howl, howl
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| Howl, howl
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| Now there’s no holding back, I’m making to attack
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| My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out
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| The saints can’t help me now, the ropes have been unbound
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| I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground
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| Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
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| I want to find you, tear out all of your tenderness
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| And howl, howl
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| Howl, howl
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| Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
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| Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
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| Hunters, hunters, hunters
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| Hunters, hunters, hunters
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| The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress
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| Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest
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| The saints can’t help me now, the ropes have been unbound
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| I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground
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| And howl
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| Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
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| Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
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| A man who’s pure of heart and says his prayers by night
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| May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
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| If you could only see the beast you’ve made of me
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| I held it in but now it seems you’ve set it running free
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| The saints can’t help me now, the ropes have been unbound
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| I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground |