There’s something creeping through the town tonight

A presence that is alien to me.

Alive or dead, It causes such a fright.

And leaves one thinking existentially.

A possessive demon capturing the hearts

And lungs and penetrating to the minds.

A demon that seems engineered to start

To maim or kill or elsehow leave you blind.

An evil that affects men’s mortal souls

Convincing it is everything they need;

And once you have it you will have control,

Alas, you’re left with nothing but your greed.

This illness will chase a man into his grave

With only regret, nothing more to save.