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React and descend, no longer confined / The rewards of hatred satisfy / The nature of hatred is natural indeed / Let it seethe, then go to sleep
Bloodlust: If a drop is like a gift to their hungry tongues
What must a mouthful then do?
They see flesh as a feast, it's vulgar and bleak / Consumption of anything that bleeds / The parched, now quenched, are satisfied for a while / So they sleep once again until they're stirred by the thirst
Bloodlust: If a drop is like a gift to their hungry tongues
What must a mouthful then do?
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