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Hunger StrikesBlood on branchesAs the night kills the day Silver light gleaming When the sun turns away The tranquility of the day now gone Children of the night howl my song Bring me gifts keep me warm The crimson red liquid is my call Hungry souls pursuing their prey Fangs and wings in a deadly dance Embrace the opportunity to emerge And drain the victim of all blood |