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The hunt begins

The dream is dying

The Old Blood sings

Amygdala descends

The hunt is drawing to a close

The howling voices come together as one

The dream is all I have left

Am I bound here for eternity?

The cobbled streets moan

Teeth gnashing in unison

Praise the Good Blood

And let us cleanse these tarnished streets

The hunt is drawing to a close

The howling voices come together as one

The dream is all I have left

Am I bound here for eternity?

Burnt and abandoned by men

The blood moon rises in the sky

The presence of the moon has sullied this city

The beasts will never be stopped

The workshop burns

The primordial call out to you

A chalice you must seek

Before all hope is lost