I feed the monster inside of me
The obsenities of my mind are what it eats
Gnawing at my heart and soul, it grows larger
If it were to take form it would be a thing of shadows
I cannot let it out, I cannot let it go
The blackest depths of myself are locked away in chains
Bound there it cannot be loosed
For if it were, all would perish in its path
This thing of darkness
This thing of shadow
It is from me
It is me
And I am it