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Be content in knowing that I am the last thing youll ever see on this Earth...

Hush little baby dont you cry.
Im here now and its time to die.
The blood in your veins runs oh so deep.
Until the big bad wolf starts to creep.
Nightmares spin an ugly story.
Of monsters broodish and very gory.
In your dreams your never certain.
Whats behind that thick black curtain.
Come to me my weeping child.
Fear the beast from beyond the wild.

Baring teeth and snarling growl.
A song for the moon, an eerie howl.
Upon the wind the tale is told.
Of beasts protecting more than gold.
Venture not into the den.
'Lest you wont come out again.
Yellow eyes and dripping teeth.
Preying on the blood beneath.
Come hither ye who are so bold.
Death is dark and oh so cold.
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