the blood lust called me
i was pulled in
but i wasnt myself
i was more of an animale
like a wolf
i wanted to tear his throut out
and watch him bleed and suffer
i cryed when i was back to myself
who was i?
why did they hold me down and made me think like that?
who are they?
what do they want?
they want blood tribute
i crave blood
i want to spills his
and make it all right again
the blood lust is called
so who am i?
now
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