I'll never speak.
To my grave the secret goes.
The beating heart, the beating heart.
Where mystic creatures wandered far.
Through these veins a wolfblood flows.
A change will come I know behold my future.
As soon as day returns to night.
The passion of my clan to be at one with them.
And hidden from the world outside.
I'll never speak.
Through these veins a wolfblood flows.
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