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It comes from the unknown

Lurking within the shadows

Driven by a lust for violence

Enshrouded in epidermal nightmares

Keep your children locked inside

For if they begin to wander

At night the creature begins it’s hunt

Without remorse or care for what is right

Sliced and diced the mangled corpses

Of the ignorant ones

It adds their skin to layered trophies

Enveloped in a putrid stench

Lumbering Death