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Late at night, hiding in the swamp.
Is a beast, once a mortal man.
Biding time, waiting for a thrill.
The Thing lurk, seeking evil men.

Through the fog, a man runs scared.
Bearing gold that he stole
In such fright, the beast approaches
Taken down, man disappears.

In the swamp, leaves are bristling
Is a thief, screaming at a girl.
For a midnight snack
From behind, the thing lurks

Through the fog, the beast strikes forth
With his fist, the thief falls down
Petrified, girls runs scared
Down below, the man disappears.

Rising (Beyond)
Scaring (People)
Rising (Behold)
Scaring (People)

In my dreams, I see all.
In my soul, I see clear
In my dreams, I see all.
In my soul, I feel whole.

And in my dreams, and in my soul
I reach inside, to find a hole.
I will confess, I am the beast
deep in the swamp
I will withhold.

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