The Soul Keeper
From the deepest depths of hell he arose
Big black eyes and razor sharp nails for fingers and toes
He was banished 1000 years but he broke out again
He will feed on innocent children
Hasn't had a full belly in a very long time
He can smell the dinner, its mealtime
Eating the little ones just for a snack
Loves to find runaways they usually run in a pack
After he devours the child he will keep their soul
Once he has you he is in control
The more they scream the more he reveals his evil grin
After he is done with one child he is back on the prowl again
By Bobby J Evans
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