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by Mark
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Within his big red heart
lies a sleeping beast
days, months maybe years will pass
before it starts to feast

but when the day arrives
his soul will flee
the beast will take place
and evil set free

every man will bow
every woman will cry
every child will scream
living things will die

nature will fade
flowers no longer bloom
he will step on our believes
and rise eternal doom

who summoned this beast
who broke it's shell?
who dares to see,
who dares to tell?




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