There was silence and darkness for the longest time;
What I would give to hear the bells chime;
Lying very still, golden coins resting upon my eyes;
I was set afloat, I was left to my own devise;
What can I do but wait patiently for what is to come;
Its moments like this that makes me wish I had rum.

The beast was here all along…

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