"Horror, horror here it comes"
Roaming the streets
Filling them with darkness
"Horror, horror here it runs"
As quick as a cheetah
But as smooth as a snake
It is a Dark lion
The king of all
It haunts every house
it opens every window
it's under every bed
it's always in your dreems.
It will always be here,
Right next to you.
IT NEVER LEAVES
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