Must we leash the beast that lies in the Soul
With appetite to lash out with fangs it controls
To harm human spirit and bring it crumbling down
Bottom of the Abyss where there is no sound
Like the Forest of our Dreams late at night To Entice the foliage that hides our fright
Cage this animal and bring forth the light
Of the path that may lead to our delight
The green carpet ahead is nothing more then our bed When all is lost and imagination's wings are spread
Flying to the height of the heart careing
Missing them the feeling , the sun, the shareing
of the beaten beast lying in the maroon pool
defeated at last or so is thought by the lovers fool
