Monster Called More
one inch of insanity transforms into a million mile monster
lands of love and life turn into demonic dumpsters
chemical confusion in supernatural pain
victims get injested in the belly of the beast
from the last and the least to the high and the mighty...with psychopathic power the fire is igniting
fallen like angels in the ashes of addiction
streets once made of gold...now they're leading to perdition
black holes and bottomless pits...pretty faces get you snakebit
popped like a zit with an empty clip
skeletons and scarecrows you know them by name
empty and hallow...sin runs deep and leaves you shallow
skin and bones and a shattered soul...shoplifting in satans store
mutilated and mangled by a monster called more
Copyright © Anthony Beesley | Year Posted 2010
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