En Garde\'!
The Inner Beast
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It hides in shadows, awaiting it\'s pray.
Lurking anywhere; the belly of a Wiseman,
The stomache of a king.
With it\'s terrible flesh-tearing claws and deafening cry,
It shall slay the unaware.
Years of waiting, hatred and loathing, reflect in it\'s ugly eyes, pupils as big as oranges; hiding in the dark.
It knows you are afraid. It knows you are scared; it is the ugly beast in every man; greed, hatred, jealousy, envy, loathing, annoyance and arrogance. Every man is a beast.
It feasts on all that is good. It is made of pure evil; no solid elements. It drives the weary to insanity, while those who are aware of it are doomed to wrestle with it until the end of eternity. You shall be afraid.
Every man is a beast; these five words are true. It does not matter the race or religion, for every man is a beast.
You cannot hide, for it is everywhere. It is in every man. Every child. It is chained hand and foot to a wall, and is forced to see humanity not through it\'s own eyes, but in a glass window; it sees you, though.
Every man... every man... every single man... It cannot be bested, for it is every man...