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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I make my way to the cemetery, They won't look for me where I was buried. I lay my love down to die beside me, The ghosts they graze but demons guide me. I look to my lord, just beneath my feet, His victory lies, in life so sweet. The only promise that I've ever known, A world where I am free to live and grow. The only promise that can be kept, My life is mine and I won't lose it yet. I am a monster, 'Cause I look dead to them, The stitched together image of a hundred men. I am a monster, That's what they say I am, They see these dead pieces, And someone else's hands I am a monster. I make my way through the tombs that made me, Below those who won't help but hate me. It's been so long I've been running from them, I tried so hard but they don't comprehend. So if a monster's what they want, I guess that's what I'll give them. No games, No gimmicks, Real death, Eating your infants. You've been blessed, With what you're given, So I'll take, You're right to heaven. I can't die, I am forsaken, My senses, Have been awakened. All the life, That I have taken, Makes me strong, But not complacent. I am a monster, At least I know what I am. The life I have been given, Isn't without demands. I am a monster, See me for what I am. The clear spitting image, of your lord so be damned. Now I will conquer, Every last living man, My army of undead is soon to stand, And all the monsters, Across the land will span. My legion will rip flesh, From God's precious humans. 'Cause we are monsters, And his children will burn. Signing up for hell, And they wait their turn, Because they're monsters, And they March on command. They'll swim the lake of fire, While dreaming of land. Cause we are monsters, Innocent blood on our hands. We're not asking for forgiveness, We are taking a stand, As human monsters. Awaiting your command. Shall we kill the unholy, Or should we be damned? For being monsters.
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