My Life, Pursuing - Monsters

You're the blood for my fangs
The wrap for my decaying skin
You're the book that holds my spells
And the moon that frees the monster within
You're the soul I'm looking to reap
And the brains I'm stumbling to find
The light for my carved out pumpkin
And the bride, to my Frankenstein
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters monsters coming for you
There are monsters

Written by:
Joseph Vernon

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