The Beast

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Down in the depths, the depths of the sea
The dealer draws the card
He awakens the beast

It hikes to the shore
It stands with a hunch
To strike the final blow
The final punch

It slams its fist into the sand
And rushes into the streets
Crushing, crashing, corrupting

Its power deceiving
Taking the soul of the city
As it falls on its knees
And then it recedes

Crawling back to the dealer
Who drew the forbidden card
Down in the depths, the depths of the sea

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