Fabricated from ignorance of men, the indefinable pain within them creates maligner
A volatile, catatonic being that has become a fixation to our desires and resolve
He has been accepted among us within society, impeding our sober state
We are oblivious to the cage he has trapped us in, the massacres that shadow his presence

How should we feel, as the monster exacerbates the lives of men, our friends?
We let him captivate our minds freely without any struggle or dispute
Are we to let him break and cage us as we attempt to numb our throe that we may feel otherwise?
That we may hide from that fate we must face, but now instead take on silent pain

He is curious, feelings and thirsts that are new to this monster, our nightmares become his dreams
Lusting for new prey, to become one with another to then control them as well
He searches for the weak links, those who feel no choice but to let themselves be stolen
The monster is not invincible the strength within you can fend him off, he is hate