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Creature of the Night-Part 1

Everything has changed
Nothing will ever be the same
I'm not the person that I was
I know this because

I thirst for blood
So much that my throat burns
My eyes are crimson red
I'm a Creature of the Night

I can't control my senses
They're to highly tuned
I smell the blood
An end is coming soon

I thirst for blood
So much that my throat burns
My eyes are crimson red
I'm a Creature of the Night

I realize what I'm doing
And my body comes to a halt
All of my senses shut down
And then I hear the faintest sound

I thirst for blood
So much that my throat burns
My eyes are crimson red
I'm a Creature of the Night

I begin running
Running as fast as I can
Coming to a stop
At the bottom of a tree

I thirst for blood
So much that my throat burns
My eyes are crimson red
I'm a Creature of the Night

The cat hisses and cries
But the thirst cant be denied
I've waited too long
The kill is mine

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