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Reinke
Luck. Runs. Out.
Crawl from the wreckage one more time.
Horrific memory twists the mind.
Dark, rutted, cold and hard to turn.
Path of destruction feel it burn.
Still life… incarnation.
Still life… infamy.
Hallucination.
Heresy.
Still you run, what’s to come, what’s to be.
Cause we...
Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down ...
Feel us breathe upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace
Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down ...
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