The gates of sleep long rusted, among the trees I await
Those lost or who mistrusted, and made their final mistake
Never to be seen again, not by me or by their kin
I simply deliver them directly to their end
It may be their blood or bones, it may be their very souls
I only know that human lives alone will fill the hole
Some nights there are visions of a time from before
I became this thing and embodied all the lore
My actions are not truly of my volition
And I never chose to accept this grotesque mission
But if I fail to keep it fed
The masses will know utter dread
My own wickedness fails to compare
Asylum would exist nowhere
So I do what I'm programmed to
My consciousness rarely cuts through
Each ghastly myth perfectly true
Object and it will use you too
You'll belong to me!
No, it's just some glitch in my mind
I would never pity their wretched kind
I display their fear and pain eightfold
Their feeble minds beg to be controlled
Evil exists in their brains- hardwired
A small suggestion is all that's required
Then their true nature will come to light
It's why I agreed to haunt the night
It must be fed, or this earth will know true dread
Don't try to flee, for you already belong to me