The beast....

Por vezes não consigo explicar a minha mente.
Nem eu me entendo.
Ontem acordei, já nem sei a que horas(era de madrugada) acendi o computador
e comecei a escrever.....agora o significado não perguntem....
coisas destas já não me aconteciam há muito tempo...mas pronto....o resultado foi o seguinte:

The beast

10,9, counts the beast
as the lock is softened
You're the creator of the flame
That’s melting away the steel and copper

8,7, Just the time for an eye to flinch
and a drop of drool to hit the floor
You should have stopped when I said:
Stop! Please, no more!

6,5, the beast is stiff with angst,
It knows it’s bound to be soon.
It feels once again the reason of bestiality
It knows it was you who made anger bloom.

4,3, the lock is forced and can’t resist.
Desire reflects in the eye.
A moment away from death,
It’s time for you to say goodbye.

2, well you knew it wouldn’t take much .
No time to count to 1.
You are the one who created it,
Now let it have some fun!