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Hour of darkness

The new Moon rising

Wolf packs crying

Where the rivers are drying

Millennium strikes

Begin new reign

Spirits break free

For possession of the living

Blood flies

hacking lungs

Guts spilled

Twisted knifes

Carnage

bodies lay

Slaughter Street

Kill on sight

Chopped in half turned inside out,

eyes burning from the gore

Waking to stacks of dead

die by gunshot to the head