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Tonight is the night of the hunt

I feel the sickness in my blood

It wants to remove my soul

Through darkened lycanthropy

I started at the bottom of the pit

Amongst the rotting corpses

Pigs filled with rancid waste

Devour an innocent girl

I'm just a waste of skin

I was never meant to be born

I'm just a waste of skin

Bloodborne evil spawn

Blunderbus with silver bullets

Held against the heads of unfortunate foes

I release my pain

Unto those who've gone insane

With every beast that I slay

The blood echoes in my veins

I feel no fear

The hunter becoming the hunted

I will rise from every single death

To reclaim what is mine

This nightmare must end

Yet the night is far from over

Sacrifice my blood in the chalice

Enter dungeons of darkness

On blood I will feast

Bring an end to the scourge of the beast

I'm just a waste of skin

I was never meant to be born

I'm just a waste of skin

Bloodborne evil spawn

I am the true defender

Of this hunter's dream

I've become my own prey

In this hunter's dream