He can smell blood in all directions
His claws dig deep dark trenches
His big white teeth are smiling at me
My monster loves this princess
She waits among far off lands
He lives in swamps and smiles
My monster and me close our eyes
All the kings horses and all the king's men
Fucked about a bit, gave up and went home
Looking back now I can see why you'd be scared of me
All my mistakes hung like Christmas lights from the ceiling
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