There is a beast hidden in plain sight,
The beast offers release, instincts and power,
All that he asks for is freedom,
All that it cares for is blood...
Feel the beast inside,
Scratching away all sanity,
With pain and pleasure,
Torturing until the point of death...
No way to ease the longing,
Except the release of madness,
The animal craves for freedom,
To devour all worlds, abusing their desire...
The smell of prey enrages sweet decay,
For all he lusts, for all he wants,
To tear apart sweet flesh until it rotts away,
The animal is hidden from your sight...
Fed up with silence, seek your release,
In the tender arms of your beast,
Unleash its thirst upon the world
For in the end you'll be found willing...
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