Your My Game
I'm Your Finale
Take it and take it and take it and take it and take it all
Take it and take it and take it until you take us all
Smash it and crash it and thrash it and trash it
You're only toys
Savage Curse
Try it you'll like it don't hide it don't fight it, just let it out
Steal and shoot it and kill it or take another route
Take it and take it and take it
You know they're only toys
Saku (Sah-koo) or Savage
Devour Devour
Suffocate your own empire
Devour Devour
It's your final hour
Eight
Devour Devour
Stolen like a foreign soul
Devour Devour
What a way to go
Lupine
You want it you want it you want it
Well here it is
Everything everything everything
Isn't so primitive
Mutt
Take it and take it and take it and take it and take it all
Nobody nobody wants to feel like this
Nobody nobody wants to live like this
Nobody nobody wants a war like this
Pure Alabaster
Sunlight before an eclipse
Diving down
Round and round
diving down
round and round
Xy
Devour Devour
Stolen like a foreign soul
Devour Devour
What a way to go
What is it that makes us who we are? Our DNA? Our history? Ourselves? It is impossible to tell. It is thought that those raised with their faces toward the sun will remain lite for their entire being, never tripping on the sweet seductions the night can bring. How true can we say that is? Lite parents equal lite offspring. True? No.
What would you say if you saw me? Would you cower and run in fear? Of course you wouldn't. You can't see a single stain of the ugliness inside of me on me glorious frame. I look just like the next loup. Perhaps taller, more handsome, but not at all like my true self. Not that I would
ever let you see what I hide inside of me. I'm too careful for that. Cautious.
I could say it was born of my uniqueness. But honestly, I know it began before that. My powers came later. Even from the start I was distant, manipulative. I could talk wolves into things they would never have even
considered without my help. And though it first started with the youngsters, beasties my age, it soon grew to encompass the adults.
My uniqueness soon sprouted, literally. In the form of two colorless beauties. Wings. I was only a few months old at the time, so they were rather puny and useless, but as I grew, so did they. By my second summer they were two of my most prized possessions.
My other abilities were gradual. So gradual in fact, that at first I didn't even notice them. Maybe I had simply been born with them. I had always been charismatic, sneaky, intelligent. Not only that, but I could usually figure most people out without much thought. I could tell when they weren't being truthful. And after a little 'getting to know them' I could manipulate them with ease.
A little after I first started to fly, I realized no one else could see the red smudges over the head's of the liers. I also realized that the reason I could slip about without being caught, even in the brightest sun, was because no one could see me. At all. Not only that, but I was
fast. It was all abnormal. Strange. No other wolf I knew could achieve such tasks, yet here I was, a young loup, and they came to me naturally.
Eventually my small pack bored me. Manipulating them, warping them, knowing them. It was all too easy. It got to the point where I could murder on of my pack mates in front of everyone, and no one hardly noticed. They expected it. None of them had any will left, no spark. So I did what I had to do and left.
Now you might notice my name, provided I give it to you. Savage Curse. Not much of a name for one from a pack of lite wolves. I was born Sunlight Cause. Suka. However, on one of my many journeys, a particular she-wolf, a witch of sorts, dubbed me 'The devil's savage curse to animal kind'. My name had always seemed so.. stupid. So I took the name Savage Curse, and swapped the a and u in my nickname. Saku.
Nothing else of importance really shaped me. I was born what I became. Manipulative, power hungry, savage, intelligent, secretive, and great at hiding everything about me that even hinted at darqness. Everything but my temper. So the lesson here is, you don't make yourself what you are. Neither does you lineage or your pup hood. You are what you are. And thats all you can ever be.
Devour Devour
Suffocate your own empire
Devour Devour
It's your final hour
He glanced at me, neither of us making a sound as we trudged along the path. It wasn't a look of suspicion, hate, fear. It should have been. He was a fool. I was a strange triaid. And he a lone traveler. I had randomly stalked up and claimed friendship. In every action I had left a small snake of not rightness. Something he could see if he just.. looked! I was almost frustrated by the fact that I had pr oven myself right without the slightest information about this strange brute. But he was just too foolish to see the deception in my every move. I stopped, ears pulled back in agitation. He had angered me. The stranger stopped when he realized I wasn't at his side, looking back at me with plain brown eyes. "Reiko?" He questioned. I had given him a fake name. "No." The snarl was painful in my throat, forcing itself up with such anger it felt as if it would tear my neck open. A flash of confusion flickered in his eyes. Confusion! Not fear or anger. Confusion. "Pardon?" His head tilted to one side as he tried to asses this situation. This situation that was obviously too difficult for the poor wretch. I couldn't stand imbeciles. "I am Saku." I forced my anger down, satisfying it with the fact that it could have it's revenge soon. "And you, my friend" i spat the word friend, edging closer to him, eyes clearly on his throat. Maybe he would surprise me? Put up a fight? "Are hardly worth my time." I lunged, hoping but not expecting him to move in time to deflect my obvious attack. He didn't. My teeth snapped against the flesh of his throat, sinking in with a slight crack as I broke his neck. I really did hate fools.
Devour Devour
Stolen like a foreign soul
Devour Devour
What a way to go
What a way to go
