The Beast

The Beast The void, the emptiness What is that to which drives our inner soul to feel its pain The loneliness of love we find hard existing The beast, he live's there hungering to eat The empty you fill, lurking in the the darkness Thriving on the bitterness of the hearts pureness There it dwells, eatting at your fleshes desires Love, it's bitter of betray,anger and hearts stomp Where is the taste, we endure to bestow and feast The Beast, it eats; I die as an awakening My eye's open, I do not see That of my death I experience What of the darkness? Is there life or just myth I hunger with thirst, I cry out in anger Love me never more that I may be set free But love me yet or I die this day of my love for you That I only breathe the breath you take That my life be yours til that day