Awake. I am alone in this paradox Time emulates the sounds Walls ruins , the deep It eradicates distinction of love Satisfy the hunger of the Werewolf, despite Unscrupulous archaeologists ,who take advantage of the life She is haunted by her existence
Awake.  I am alone in this paradox Time emulates the sounds Walls ruins , the deep It eradicates distinction of love Satisfy the hunger of the Werewolf, despite Unscrupulous archaeologists ,who take advantage of the  life She is haunted by her existence stories
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Awake. I am alone in this paradox Time emulates the sounds Walls ruins , the deep It eradicates distinction of love Satisfy the hunger of the Werewolf, despite Unscrupulous archaeologists ,who take advantage of the life She is haunted by her existence

Terror provokes the town she lives in each full moon her body Her turning is eminent she will have to tell her love the secret she carries

The place of security is lost Her replicated skeleton of human was deteriorating She soon would have to have serine of real beauty to live

She was slowly turning into the dust It frightened her so She would soon learn of the colony with Lyncanthropy

she would one day find the cure For now she would hide all she could from Roan He would hide from her they lies Each would have to bear the scars of the undead

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