Savage beasts roam the streets searching for prey so that they may feed hunting the weak clutching their necks within their teeth taking their lives without a second thought tasting the iron blood on their thirsty tongues to them the taste is sweet sleeping on full full stomachs and empty hearts the guilty have no remorse
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 6:56 PM UTC
Savage beasts roam the streets searching for prey so that they may feed hunting the weak clutching their necks within their teeth taking their lives without a second thought tasting the iron blood on their thirsty tongues to them the taste is sweet sleeping on full full stomachs and empty hearts the guilty have no remorse
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