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The Enemy Inside
Take a good hard look into these eyes
And tell me what you see
A parasitic growth burrowing deep
Ravenous, it feeds
At each full moon night
By rays of lunar light
The beast stirs below
Peel the skin 'neath the glow
I must wear this flesh mask
As the demon slowly gains power
Am I up to the task?
At the step of my broken tower
I must fester to ascend
And pull myself from my descent
Forged from my wrath and sorrow
To raise Hell again tomorrow
Crimes the enemy commits
For flesh and not for a prophet
The hunter's night soon begins
When the howling wolves beckon
Metamorphic beneath the moon glow
Claws rip at my prison
The bones crack as the body changes so
Lost in the confusion
The skin rips away
The Alpha shows the way
To hunt and to kill
Taste the blood 'neath the thrill
I want to taste the world
Through the sweet samplings of your flesh
I've had some queens and whores
Who tasted as sweet as the devil's caress
I must fester to ascend
And pull myself from my descent
Run beneath flights of angels
Through the caves of jagged angles
The enemy brewing inside
Among the pack there are no lies
Fancy red scarves flutter soon
Bring sweet innocence to doom
Born of the wolf's blood
An abomination
Before the eyes of God
What damnation
Awaits one motionless
In the spot light
They scream
MONSTER! FATHER! JESUS! FRAUD!
LOVER! KILLER! DEVIL! GOD!
WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?
....why? I can feel it right beneath the skin
Like insects scuttling about on exposed flesh
This enemy inside, chewing away until I...
......must remove my skin
.....And feel the world through your's.....
(c) 2015 Frank Green
And tell me what you see
A parasitic growth burrowing deep
Ravenous, it feeds
At each full moon night
By rays of lunar light
The beast stirs below
Peel the skin 'neath the glow
I must wear this flesh mask
As the demon slowly gains power
Am I up to the task?
At the step of my broken tower
I must fester to ascend
And pull myself from my descent
Forged from my wrath and sorrow
To raise Hell again tomorrow
Crimes the enemy commits
For flesh and not for a prophet
The hunter's night soon begins
When the howling wolves beckon
Metamorphic beneath the moon glow
Claws rip at my prison
The bones crack as the body changes so
Lost in the confusion
The skin rips away
The Alpha shows the way
To hunt and to kill
Taste the blood 'neath the thrill
I want to taste the world
Through the sweet samplings of your flesh
I've had some queens and whores
Who tasted as sweet as the devil's caress
I must fester to ascend
And pull myself from my descent
Run beneath flights of angels
Through the caves of jagged angles
The enemy brewing inside
Among the pack there are no lies
Fancy red scarves flutter soon
Bring sweet innocence to doom
Born of the wolf's blood
An abomination
Before the eyes of God
What damnation
Awaits one motionless
In the spot light
They scream
MONSTER! FATHER! JESUS! FRAUD!
LOVER! KILLER! DEVIL! GOD!
WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?
....why? I can feel it right beneath the skin
Like insects scuttling about on exposed flesh
This enemy inside, chewing away until I...
......must remove my skin
.....And feel the world through your's.....
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 8th Apr 2015
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