There lies a beast within,
My body its den,
The monster all but awakened.
Its anger comes through me,
Ferociousness consumes me,
We are locked in continuity.
What I would do to rid myself of this curse...
The demon that shows not to be of this earth.
I am losing control, its power too strong.
Its cry the successor of the Siren's song.
To rid myself of this evil, one thing must be done.
So I look to the sky, at my last glimpse of the sun.
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