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Picture a beast
Who spits through his teeth
Weathered voice
Never heard, no choice
Contorted hunch
He sips on his punch
Scheming away its bitter day
Yeah he’s a gargoyle baby
Don’t want him messin’ around
Runnin’ on walls
Always on call
To guard & protect
A most evil sect
Countless ways
For Hell to raise
Can’t you see what it does?
Yeah he’s a gargoyle baby
Don’t want him messin’ around
Turned to stone
Cemented to his throne
Mischief spark a gleam
A far off distant scream
Ears perched back
As if ready to entrap
Oh! It’s coming after you!
Yeah He’s a gargoyle baby
Don’t want him messin’ around
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