Fear me For I am your worst nightmare.
I am the Bump in the night you crave.
Run for your life for the Grim has arrived.
he will take your Being leaving you a husk.

here I come Better be ready for us,
the dead and death itself are on the prowl.
Flesh still warm the inside dead and stitched
Blood on my hands Death my lonely companion.

Here I walk the empty streets of my mind.
Trying to gather the shreds of my humanity.
failed in my pursuit I grasp my scythe,
To Grant The everlasting slumber of life

Over my shoulder the grinning skull
In my hand the means to kill life
Looking at the fear in your eyes
I smile as The blood flies

Are you breathing now?
The last flitters of your heart.
Look at me as you die and know
It was I who brought you slumber.