A Defininition in Three Lines

I hide behind my humanity an inhuman beast,

its claws are scorched with sulphuric ash, its breath a toxic mix

The humanity that fronts it is flawed at best,

cracks in the surface lead to caverns to make fragile minds an edge beyond lost

Yet such depraved depths of endless lost,

will pale in the pain of what would be done by the inhuman beast

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