What of this beast of shallow mind br that preys upon the meek and kind, br whose marble heart beats cold and still br whilst searching out the meek of will. br br These hungry monsters stalk the night br as innocent new hearts take flight, br their lives, their loves, their minds it seems br are features of this monster’s dreams. br br Once drawn into its darkened lair br where nightmare visions shall compare br to others who had passed before br now fled beyond that hate-locked door. br br Their memories and blackened souls br shocked eyes resembling empty holes, br their desecration now complete br shamed heads cast down to lifeless feet. br br Why would these ogres, free to play br remove the love from every day, br then swear fidelity to the death br whilst choking perfume taints the breath. br br Who are these ghouls who shed no light br inflicting pain for own delight, br that stuff their face on home-made food br then screw their wives whate'er their mood.