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And the soul becomes the night

Changing shape within

And the soul becomes undone

Shifting shape to feed

And the soul becomes the light

Burning with the disease

In the soul remains a seed

Planting hate to breed

And the soul becomes bereaved

Then the Skinwalker breeds…

Then the Skinwalker breeds…

And flesh becomes the tomb

Burying all the lies

And the flesh you will exhume

Before the soul it dies

And the flesh it will ignite

Burning with the disease

In this flesh remains a seed

Spawning hate to breed

And the soul becomes aggrieved

Then the Skinwalker breeds…

And a soul becomes deceived

As the Skinwalker breeds…

And a soul it is conceived

As the Skinwalker breeds…