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The Shape Of Things

As I watch this creature grow

It starts to take a look

Just under it's own beingAnd what it finds

Will be the nothing it has sought

Lost for all time, this prizeWhen will it bite the hand that feeds it

First taste of flesh it is so pure

The shape of things so twistedWith one quick strike

The master turns to slave

The beast has grown from it's bondsAnd what it finds

Outside the gates of it's own mind

For all time unkindWhen will it bite the hand that feeds it

First taste of flesh it is so pure

The shape of things so twistedAs I watch this creature grow

It starts to take a look

Just under it's own beingWhen will it bite the hand that feeds it

First taste of flesh it is so pure

The shape of things so twisted

No longer recognize this nightmare

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