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Mar 2014
A new dawn begins,
When a knife slits you're throat.
Or an arrow pierces your back.

As Lycan,
You survive.
Healing in short bursts.

To take it out on the enemy,
The traitor tonight.

A new age begins,
The journey sevenfold.
When the pack unites.
Under the White Moon.

As Lycan,
Or Vampirith.
You will live.

In the shadows of man,
Who forever hunts.
You're dying kin.
Live on the wolves and bats of the shadows.
Red Bergan
Written by
Red Bergan  24/F/Anderson, SC USA
(24/F/Anderson, SC USA)   
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