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The moon was full, florescent light Bathed me, touched my soul It dripped in to the white, Corrupted, Tainted, Polluted, My soul had claws It was the time for the beast, To shed, To rip, Shred this weak human husk, Let the animal out, claws grow The person is gone. Only the wolf looking towards the moon The lust, the hunger is on, Biting, Clawing, Flesh, Apart from the bone, The moon blesses the **** shining down Its purity, shines upon the blood As what once was warm, now pooled cold upon the floor The hours past since man was gone, Only the animal, till the night is done, Sun rises, pain Subsides, Wains, Dwindles, Till only the man now exists, Guilt over what was and passed The deaths, blood tainted,   Still the taste of death resides in his mouth. The taste never fades as once again man is wolf And the cycle of good and bad, The man of light a doctor saving lives The wolf animal of night taking away They are two but one, Until one passes the other will not fade away.
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Jul 12, 2014
Jul 12, 2014 at 6:36 AM UTC
Shimmering Corruption
The moon was full, florescent light Bathed me, touched my soul It dripped in to the white, Corrupted, Tainted, Polluted, My soul had claws It was the time for the beast, To shed, To rip, Shred this weak human husk, Let the animal out, claws grow The person is gone. Only the wolf looking towards the moon The lust, the hunger is on, Biting, Clawing, Flesh, Apart from the bone, The moon blesses the **** shining down Its purity, shines upon the blood As what once was warm, now pooled cold upon the floor The hours past since man was gone, Only the animal, till the night is done, Sun rises, pain Subsides, Wains, Dwindles, Till only the man now exists, Guilt over what was and passed The deaths, blood tainted,   Still the taste of death resides in his mouth. The taste never fades as once again man is wolf And the cycle of good and bad, The man of light a doctor saving lives The wolf animal of night taking away They are two but one, Until one passes the other will not fade away.
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Jul 12, 2014
Jul 12, 2014 at 6:36 AM UTC
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