Of all the creatures of the night
That bathe in ink and shun the light
There is one above the rest to fear
The one to never venture near
me
Of all the toothed taloned beasts
Of thirsts debauch and grisly feasts
To chance and fate and God entreat
Pray that you mayn’t ever meet
me
I pick a shard and spit the whole
I hit and jar and wring the soul
To me! to me! Ye savage horde
Who pegs the morsels you devour
me
In countless tales who's vilified
for rage & lust & greed & pride
and though the brain may play a part
Its me! I am the human heart

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