Lived a happy couple
and a town filled with happy people
and an island filled with happy plants
I was content to wander
The lone beast
Through the wild
Alone but never lonely
Until the day came
That happy couple
In displays of gross vanity
Proclaimed this place belonged to happiness
I cannot stand to think
That the wilds I've inhabited
Fierce and Savage
are now to be known as happy
And all the people
They rejoice in the light
of endless celebrations
No humble respect to death that roams about
So, I call to the gods above
Let me end this reign of light
Let me teach these blind heretics
Let me hunt
And I hunt I will as I run
Through the woods
Consuming the lost travellers
Ripping the heedless hiker
This tropical paradise quickly changed
In just one night of blood
To a misty isle covered in pines
More accurate to the pain and suffering all around
But the damn couple
The lovers upon the mountain
Living so perfectly
In their far off sanctuary
I ran
I ran on all fours
My bloody form hungering
For the end of such a radiant abomination
My heart stops beating
The door doesn't creak
My claws gently run across
Their loving shapes.
I rip and tear
Until morning dawns
But much to my sick pleasure
It never does
This island paradise
That once was home to songbirds
Poets, writers, artists
Is now plunged into endless and terrifying night
No rest or respite for the happy
No hope of success for the defender
No more happy couple on the mountain
No feeling
Free to be an animal
A lone beast once again
On the saddest day
On a twice visited island
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