by © Ben.S
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The mist rises from the sea,
The sky clouds with darkness this night,
And soon the time will be,
For people to vanish without a sight.

For in this night,
A new monster is born,
And continues to grow among us,
And this monster lives in us all.

It's part of you,
It's part of me,
It's everything in this world,
That we see.

And when we reproduce,
We create,
A monster of our own,
That's full of hate.

And soon,
You will see,
The truth behind the lies,
That's soon to be.

Humanity,
Is destined to fall,
Because this monster,
Is consumed by all.

When we go to heaven
We will all see
Hell through heavens gates
And realise that it is too late

For this monster I speak of,
Is beyond your worst nightmare
This monster is humanities creation
The monster is hate, and it will live on

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