"If you could only see, the beast you made of me. I've held it in but now it seems you've set it running free."
Yeon Jinri would have laughed in your face if you told her that werewolves existed. She would have laughed even harder if you told her that she was destined to be bonded to a pack of such creatures.
Yet, Jinri isn't laughing anymore. At least, not since she found out that werewolves did exist, and that she was destined to be bonded to a pack of them.
After being kicked out of her house, finding out she has a long lost brother, and being possessed by a demon and nearly dying from the experience, Jinri can firmly tell you that this is no laughing matter. Sure the 12 guys in her pack can be a bit childish sometimes, and the youngest member of the Ulrica (Werewolf) Governing Council was abnormally young looking for his age... But that didn't mean the world wasn't in danger. The world is in a lot of danger, Jinri would tell you. It was only when you opened your eyes to the shadows that lurked in every corner could you crack a wry smile and realize that the things that go bump in the night were very real.
And that, people, is no laughing matter.
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Yeon Jinri
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If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart
drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to
Howl, howl
Howl, howl
Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack
My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hollow ground
like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you tear out all your tenderness
And howl, howl
Howl, howl
Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters
The fabric of your flesh, thin as a wedding dress
Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hollow ground
And howl
Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers at night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hollow ground
-Howl, Florence+The Machine
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