The Hump In the Dark That Goes Bump In the Night.
For all of my years I've been scarce in the light,
I'm the hump in the dark that goes bump in the night.
Fierce and cruel and evil am I,
there's deception, corruption and evil in my eye.
There's contempt, resent and bad intent in my heart.
And my haunting pains, They all are so sharp.
I once had- but went out and sold my heart of gold,
now I'm just an empty soul,
and a soul so cold.
I'm the hump in the dark that goes bump in the night,
for all of my years I've been scarce in the light.
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Copyright © Jaison Copper | Year Posted 2005
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