Foul Soul

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Who is he?

Waits in every corner 

Someone you don't want to see

Meet him and you're a goner

Inhabits the thoughts of man

Feeds on pain and fear

Until the last living stand

In addition, there's no one left to hear

He was there from the start

Rising stick and stone

Polluting everyone's heart

Draining the narrow of the bone

He comes when you least expect

Bringing ruin and sorrow

It’s no use to defect

He takes, doesn't borrow

Survive and stay alive

Meagre your last wish

He takes to deprive

Leaving no last dish.