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Angry Beast Inside
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poems Spit in my face mongel
I don't care for it
Eat away my good side
Play with the shit
Throw it against the wall
Grab my throat tight
Squeeze till it bleeds
Think that I'm dead
But blood I do not need
A soul is stronger, thicker
Dance along my broken spine
In your clogs, in your spite
Free the angry beast
Let it out into the night
Escape on you his wrath will
And when he hath cometh
Nothing feeble, nothing you
Will be left he destroys with ease
Anything with a soul of blue
Yes...thats what I will do
