Beasts of the Morning
My beasts of the morning
Come shadowing,lurking
Into my soul they plunder
Mercilessly
Turning their leering eyes upon me
Gleeming their spectral bodies unto me
Mercilessly
And I know my beasts of the morning
And I serve them well
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