The Beast Of Death
In my world,
There is darkness,
There is seperation,
The Beast bottled up inside me,
It is ready,
Ready to break free,
Free of it's shackles.
Once it is free,
No one will be safe.
It will rip these lies,
The lies that spread like poison.
The people who spread these lies,
Will be ripped limb from limb.
It is a Beast of anger and sorrow,
Envy and rage.
The Beast will not quiet,
Not untill they die.
Death will consume.
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