Losing You
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I want to rend the skies
Tear through the clouds
With talons of death
And destruction
I want to grow hair and teeth
And rampage the village
Drawing blood from soft
Skin and howling
At the moon
The furies are my ladies
In waiting
For the havoc i will wreak
For the vengeance i will seek
Upon losing you.