Paroles de Wolf's Hunt
...Step by step, run is faster, pulse is thickenheart is ready to blow up from a pain
muscles are tensed
magnetized by languor taste of fresh blood
jump and canines are ripping a neck...
...follow us to the kingdom of snow
the last bliss in your life
of bearing wolf race behind...
the last bliss in your life
of bearing wolf race behind...
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