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Under the quivering moon you tear at my flesh,
You bathe in my screams,
You rack my senses, my blood, my self,
Bringing upon me the essence of you.
You never surrender embracing me,
The softness is lost in the hardness of it,
And you come after me, again and again,
Ohhh, my insatiable one!
The hushing of the night is not far away,
But you keep me high tearing at my flesh,
Bound in the freedom of your passion,
I fall only to rise once more with you, my lover, my wolf!
You bathe in my screams,
You rack my senses, my blood, my self,
Bringing upon me the essence of you.
You never surrender embracing me,
The softness is lost in the hardness of it,
And you come after me, again and again,
Ohhh, my insatiable one!
The hushing of the night is not far away,
But you keep me high tearing at my flesh,
Bound in the freedom of your passion,
I fall only to rise once more with you, my lover, my wolf!
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