§ Je suis désolée si mon anglais n'est pas très fluide ou correcte. J'avais besoin d'écrire une chanson alors je l'ai fait. J'espère que mes fautes ne vous dérangerons pas tant que ça §
How dare you do such a thing?
It wasn't enough for you, right?
You wanted more like a criminal.
A murderer as your father was.
You should run away.
You still can do it.
The monster isn't here yet
So take your chance and leave our world
Before your life come to an end.
The monster will come back as always.
Run away, little boy.
Run away, little failure.
The monster isn't here yet,
But I can hear his cry.
He comes back.
Don't you feel it behind you?
Don't you feel something watching you?
Run, run little boy
Before it steal your life.
Run, run little monster.
Before the big one will get your life.
The monster will come back as always.
Run away, little boy.
Run away, little failure.
The monster isn't here yet,
But I can hear his cry.
Do you feel the fear?
Do you feel the monster geting hungry?
Do you hear his cry before it comes back?
The hunt start.
If you want to stay alive
Run as far as you can
Because the monster is hungry tonight.
The monster will come back as always.
Run away, little boy.
Run away, little failure.
The monster isn't here yet
But I can hear his cry.
Don't you understand?
We don't need you anymore.
And more you'll stay,
More the monster will grow up.
I'm still behind you.
Waiting for this moment.
My soul growl when you're around.
My teeth are geting longer.
My heart is on fire
And my eyes,
My devilish eyes are burning.
The monster will come back as always.
Run away, little boy.
Run away, little failure.
The monster isn't here yet,
But I can hear his cry.
The monster came back.
You played with me as a toy,
Now you're six feet under.
I warned you but you wouldn't listen.
The monster is awake,
Brighter and stronger than before.
His gold eyes spread fear in your veins.
Go back in your hells
And never come back.
If you do it again.
This time, you'll pray to die
And I'll do everything to turn your life into a hell.
You played with something
That you shouldn't play with.
The monster came back as always.
Run away, little boy.
Run away, little failure.
The monster is here, behind you.
I can hear his cry.
And you can see him now.

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Recueil n°3
PoetryNouveau recueil. Encore une fois, il est très court mais je préfère les publier de la manière dont je les ai présenter, dans l'original.