Why won't somebody come and save me from this?
Make it end.
I feel it deep within. It's just beneath the skin.
I must confess that I feel like a monster.
I hate what I’ve become. The nightmare’s just begun.
I must confess that I feel like a monster.
I, I feel like a monster. I, I feel like a monster.
[The monsters] prey on only the most evil humans of our society; domestic abusers, serial killers, congressmen...the dirtier the blood the more he craves it. And you? You are completely and utterly inconsequential. Contrary to depictions in movies and books, monsters don't prey on boring children. Real monsters, prey on real monsters...as long as you never become a monster, you never have to fear monsters. Just remember: you completely and utterly do not matter.
Never will I be welcomed
Amongst the heartless monsters you surround yourself with
Feeding off the pain and misfortune of others
A maniacal unit of sub-human parasites
Warped into a feeding frenzy with the smell of fresh blood
Open your eyes and see the creatures for what they are
A swirling mess of hatred and envy
Don't be naive enough to think you're unaffected
The conversion has already begun.
— He’s only a man. Not a monster.
— Oftentimes, man is monster.
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