Becoming a monster

Евгений Шпунт
Becoming a monster
It may take years
Becoming a creature
Everyone fears
All the good in you
Gone without a trace
But there's so much evil
For you to embrace
Infected with lust
And wrath and pride
Your vices and sins
You no longer hide
On a road to nowhere
In misery
Becoming a monster
Is easy for me.