Cult of Luna — I: The Weapon

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This is the final moments of our last days
Release and cease, beating yourself into submission

With poisoned blood, the demon speaks
See how the wolves devour the weak

They will not inherit
Eyes closed but forced open. Bodies shaken awake
Inhale and cease, beating yourself into submission

No one holds us accounted