Those Poor Bastards
The Beast
Soon the beast
Shall be released
From its cage
And it will come haunting
You are at spawn
But not it spawn, little darling
It's not much, but it's something
After all, it put you through
I will fight for you
It preys upon the meek
The weak , the young
It worships chaos
It knows just where to hit
To hurt you the most
It finds where you're lost
After all, it put you through
I will fight for you
I want to be there as you grow
It will be a struggle, I know
It mixes cruel eyes with shards of truth
It makes you wander
Forge the armor, strike the battle-ax
It roars like thunder
After all, it put you through
I will fight for you
I want to be there as you grow
It will be a struggle, I know