The wild beast has always resided in us all. A bite just brings it to the surface.

Take all you knowledge from misery

Gather all your cannisters of energy

Sever all your ties with sympathy 

Cut your veins if you need to breathe

Cower your souls at your backdoor

Throw all your guns on the floor

More human now than ever before

Eyes open under muddy waters

Will surely be sore

But for sure more should be said

About the crazy beast who drank more than a beer

Fear his beer because it comes in barrels

And to subdue youd need a barrel of bullets

No firework can lift me from here

My heads to heavy and beat

Sea of thought is as thick as concrete

I mixed it all up

Pain and happiness

I am at my worst when I wake up

I dont know what I am going to be

And I couldnt say for the life of me

Yesterday I put my paw on the floor

I am a werewolf for sure

No shot at shaking it 

To make myself I was baked in hate

Really hate to waste my breath on this beast.

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