Shaking, trembling, there's monsters.
They are all over the place
They only want to rid the beauty.
It doesn't matter where the beauty
is, they want to destroy it, the monsters.
We can't get them out of this place.
They chase us away from this place.
They are gruesome creatures, those monsters.
Its almost all faded, that once vibrant beauty.
Soon, the beauty of a human will be gone and the cancerous monsters will win, they will take over these places that let you think and breath and live and love.