When the beast inside make you hurt,
Kill him, thrust the blade in his heart.
He will fight, resist and bite your soul,
And you will hear his dreadful howl.
This battle may take a weeks and months,
But you will feel that end is comes.
If the beast will break the cell,
In the church will ring the bell.
Maybe one victim, maybe three,
Maybe in a park, maybe under a tree,
Corpses will be rotting and decaying,
And children with their bones will playing.
But your target it's to slave the beast,
And save a people from his feast.
The Beast
© Copyright: Александр Чесс, 2010
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Beast inside us and we can not dispose of it. This is human nature... But we can restrain animals urges and remain people! Such a essence to our lifes
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