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Father...
I am less of the man I should be...
It has been for so long I have chained that creature inside of me.
And now it awakens...
The beast is howling...
My fear...is growing...
Something in the air...it has stirred it's blood...
And now...through the darkness and the gloom....
From the deep depths of my soul...
and the endless corridors of my heart...
it rises...
Clash
a struggle
over a man's body they fight...
human and beast...
a struggle for survival
soul over soul a battle of wills...
Father...
I have fallen
and a beast has risen in my stead...
I am the night's howling wind...
I am the cry of a desolate sorrow who shatters the skies like thunder...
I am the lone white wolf who has strayed so far from its pack...
I am the BEAST...
Primal Rage
for being chained for so long...
Undiluted fury
towards all humanity...
The flames of my anger are hotter than hell...
Cities will fall in my wake.
Green Hills once lush and beautiful will glow red in moonlight...
And I will stand high above humanity growling fiercley...
baring my fangs and brandishing my claws for all eternity...
staring down...
at the one...
true...
beast.
- by Lord Rigel |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/07/2008 |
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