Before that wretched neck was wrung.
Your voice stolen by wolfs claw.
Now I can hear them call.
Hungry for another meal.
Bringing the night with deaths cowl.
Before them I can only kneel.
Will sunrise again I howl.
Claws digging through my flesh.
My brothers end, not so blessed.
Fingers found his throat.
One squeeze, broke.
Clinging to broken shreds.
Sanity in tatters.
Past life torn away from me.
On bones I crunched.
Masters skull flenced clean.
Standing high on his staff.
On his shadowy throne I stand.
This castle I claim, and surrounding land.
Nothing will ever hold me back now.
This Pack of One hungers.
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