Auger
wendigo
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Gaunt, emaciated, an insatiable lust for flesh
Decayed, unclean, spawn of the Devil himself
Skin tight-to-the-bone, he's looking pretty angry
And he moves â so swift. You cannot take your eyes off him
Devouring the dark, the hunger never ends
Born in the mines, from the greed and the pride
A marvel of height, the menacing fear in your eyes
Will prevoke its hunger. The only way out is suicide
Skin tight-to-the-bone, he's looking pretty angry
And he moves â so swift. You cannot take your eyes off him
Devouring the dark, the hunger never ends
Born in the mines, from the greed and the pride