Demon In The Glen
Don't walk about aloneSomething eerie is near
Some sort of beast is out there
Waiting, hiding, watching
Part man, part monster, who knows
All I know is what I hear
That there's a demon in the glen
It devours anything that moves
No prejudices, just whatever crosses its path
People instantly disappear overnight
So whatever you do here
Don't walk about alone
The beast's claw's may reach out
Then in remembrance all will say
" Whatever happened to.....? ", about you
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