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Hour Of The Wolf Waste Makes Waste

Yeah I've gotta fend for myself. Cause being alone is better for my health. Isolation keeps me safe from everyone else. Life in recluse, deep in the

one the bridges that I burn, lead me from the way that things once were, with no return. Beaten, I had to leave it. Yeah beaten, you can't making no

old shit. And call it out for what it is. Burn everything in sight, to extinction, burn it clean and with destruction we'll create life. Bring all to waste

head makes cloudy The heart makes very clear The days were so much brighter In the time when she was here But I know there's somebody somewhere Make

2 See I take it to the max when I push my own limits Without even a second to lose and no minutes No hours no time to waste anything I gotta make