Burnt
A serpent doesnt know its scary, it just seems to be,
Likewise scorpions and lizards too, all of them you see.
A Gila Monster doesn't know, he's uglier than sin,
Likewise some human beings, kept locked up in a pen.
Deep inside we all have things, that scare us half to death,
If ever they were to escape, like a madman strung on meth.
I keep mine all caged and locked, safely tucked away
If he were to ever escape, I don't know what I'd say.
He's more evil than Charles Manson, a bulet to the brain,
He'd make John Wayne Gacy, seem awfully damn lame.
You see my monster is alive, and grows stronger every day,
I fear one day he'll snap his chains, the world his to slay.
So just remember that I warned, he's coming here one day,
Vlad the Impalers got nothing on him, and he's here to stay.
Death will not come quickly, in fact the pain will be real slow,
You see my monster is sadistic, A fact you need to know.
2007-06-17
10:29:07
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