Robert Vincent - The Beast Inside Lyrics

And I lost my voice, you still me calling
Without my name, I'd still be known to you
Another ledge, a precipice, I'm staring into
Another Ghost of a life well wasted.

And there's a hope and intention
To keep the beast inside.

And I awoke, I was not dreaming
Before I spoke I wrote down what I had seen
And there's a life an escape, we can salvage
Another hope, one that came from belief

And there's a want a temptation,
To poke the beast inside

So I've spilt my blood, on the teeth of this issue
Faced the beast and it said to me,
I'm just yourself a version of
That won't listen, and when you poke you're just poking yourself

And there's a need a dedication, to lose myself sometimes
And there's no sense where there is no feeling
So I poked the beast inside."