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Hunger
The hunger it drives me
Of it I'll never be free
The blood of my brother
It's appeal like no other
It's crimson appeal
Is just to real
I seek it all
It is the reason of my fall
Innocent or no
I want to make it flow
I want to see it leave you
And make your face a deathly blue
The hunger drives me
Of it I'll never be free
I have to see it flow
Or my hunger, it will grow
Of it I'll never be free
The blood of my brother
It's appeal like no other
It's crimson appeal
Is just to real
I seek it all
It is the reason of my fall
Innocent or no
I want to make it flow
I want to see it leave you
And make your face a deathly blue
The hunger drives me
Of it I'll never be free
I have to see it flow
Or my hunger, it will grow
Published 21st Apr 2012
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