The Monster

There's a monster inside me, it lives in my soul
It tells me to listen, to do as I'm told
It wants to devour, it wants to consume
It gathers it's power by sealing my doom

Oh who can stop it, oh who can save
This succulent soul from this shallow grave

There's a specter inside you, it grows in your mind
It wants you to feed it, it's bidding it's time
It needs you to listen, it needs you to see
That you can be all that it wants you to be

Oh who can stop it, oh who can save
This innocent soul from this icy grave
Oh who can stop it oh who can save
This ignorant soul form this

Oh who can we turn to, oh who can we trust
To slay all the beast that are living in us
Oh what can we do now, oh where can we turn
To whom shall we listen, will we ever learn
Oh who can stop it, oh who can save
This beautiful world world from this beggar's grave
This wonderful world from this woeful grave
This fool-hearty world from it's
Final grave