Um starving the Moonlight food
Food that fed the soul
The beast that conquers all
The burning sensation keeps burning and burning
My soul hurts like hell
They say a wolf can cry out for its lover
But I won't, Only he can sense my dark desire
If this keeps on I prefer death
Hurry up., hurry up
Counting every moment like a dying sheep
Legs crossed everything taped
Only the keeper can open
"Fuck" Every second its like torture
Every inch of my body is calling on
you
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