• The Beast Within


    The Beast whithin me does nothing but fight.
    It bleeds and cries all day, all night.

    You say I don't do it, I don't cry 'till I sleep.
    But lying in bed I think of you and I weep.

    There is no way to help me,
    There isn't a cure in the world.

    I'm hopeless and hurt,
    Forgotten and worn out.

    It seems as though the beast within;
    Has finally won it, he actually prevaled.

    I'm finally done.
    The everlasting battle is over.

    I am no more, yet I am
    The pain is now gone.

    They burry my body and forgive me my sins.
    I am free of this world and,
    From the beast within.