Protect Me From the Beast
Protect me from the beast
It feeds on mortals in the south, north, west and the east
Its putrid-rotten breath, smells of decayed ancient death
In the late hours of the night
When you are asleep
Onto your bed, it silently creeps
It looks into your heart
It sees beyond what human hearts hold
It stares deep into your soul
It smells what you feel
Its only emotion is Kill
It rips human spirits, at will
Its heathen claw
Into your fleshly chest, it crawls
It takes your heart and devours it raw
It savors your sweet-bitter blood
As it licks its decayed puss-covered lips
The taste of your blood makes its iniquitous desires come forth with a flood
It peers into your eyes
It sees all your flaws
It heinously smiles, as it watches your warm blood drip to the floor
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