The Endless Thirst I awaken in my icy tomb,
Imprisoned by its walls. I cry for you to set me free, But no one hears my call. Alone within the confines The pains of hunger eat at me. Tinted with a tinge of red, I can almost taste your blood, My immortal soul revived. I pray someday it will come true,
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