Something Creepy

If you knew all the facts you would surely agree

That this isn't a place you would choose to be

So adjust your focus from the slumbering sleepy

For in this dark place there is something creepy

Sweet smell of the rancid, as you taste the fetid

With the rise of the bile invoking the wretched

Do the nightmares gather with naught to atone?

For in the festering silence you're far from alone

There's a presence in delusions, but it's actually here

And it's hunting you down like a phobias fear

It's waiting and baiting, it's got a surprise

And it's finally past time to gaze at its guise

Trapped, as if by rigor mortis, you reawaken

And Amon awaits and his brother is Satan

There's no escape, there's only destiny's lethargy

As amidst the flames you burn like an effigy

The heat's an inferno and you're melting like wax

And your fat is now dripping in lava like tracks

He's fanning the flames, he's billowing smoke

Before he grabs and he grips and rips out your throat

And the scream that is there is locked in a place

Where your heart is now racing at thrice of the pace

Soaked in your sweet sweat, you now realize

3:15 am is glowering, as if demon eyes

Now you know all the facts, I'm sure you'll agree

That what awaits beyond, you don't want to see

So rest in peace, if you're haunted and sleepy

For death is the dark place of something creepy