For Centuries - The Howling
The HowlingCrawling down, down the deepest pit,
Away from human race,
Stalking from, from the coldest dark,
In the amorphous shape of shades,
He wants to explode in hate!
He wants to die in fire!
Bleeding out, the sorrowful wounds,
Hurt but not dead yet,
Burned flesh in the highest fire,
That will never heal, that will never close,
He wants to burn in flames!
Then I realize that the wolf is me,
See my reflection in his red gaze,
Is screaming me in silence,
Is begging me from sadness,
My dark self is hunger for revenge,
Is asking me to end the misery,
Is claiming me to avenge,
Is howling for his death!
Black beast, dark as a frozen night,
Away from moonlight, embrace,
No flesh or blood can feed this hunger,
Consuming from inside,
Hunger eating him alive!
Bleeding out, the sorrowful wounds,
Hurt but not dead yet,
Burned flesh in the highest fire,
That will never heal, that will never close,
He wants to burn in flames!
He wants and end,
He wants revenge,
He wants to purge,
He wants to die in the pyre!
He looks for death!
He enjoys pain!
He seeks to kill!
He wants to die with me!
Written by:
Ivan Bloodhunter
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