Question me first hand, I’ve seen it;
Like those fairy tale stories, only this was real;
I’m not talking those “true love’s kiss” but what happens in a “happily ever after”
Like how in the end Romeo & Juliet had theirs but only after death…
Like how in the end, Beauty and her Beast found their love – Only, I remained a Beast, Rotting by every day’s end until I let him devour what remained of a soul that once was…

You must be surprised at me speaking of the Future like she has passed;
What if I told you that you were but a remnant of my past?
That as you question our future, what remains of you is a corpse that naps
As I, the Beast Within Your Beauty, feed on what remains of her flesh?