In the cold dimness, I hear it shriek
A single tear runs down my cheek
As it approaches, the floorboards groan and creak
I hold my breath and dare not to speak

I crawl to a corner in which to hide in
Sweat binds clothes to my skin
My heart pulses, my vision spins
Time is running out and I cannot win

With each passing moment
Bone-quaking footsteps boom from my opponent
And with it, a slow eternal torment
I recite a silent prayer for my atonement

Will it bear its teeth and devour me whole?
Will it use my skull as a bowl?
Will it use my skin as a scroll?
Will it slowly burn out my soul?

My heart stops as it enters the room
The air is thick with dread and gloom
Dead and Rot, is this monster’s perfume
Shall this place be my tomb?

It screams out my name
Guttural, feral and inhumane
How does it know my name?
Repeating my syllables over and over again

To my surprise, sound escapes my throat
The beast hisses victoriously, I can feel it gloat
I scream with all of my heart, my body begins to float
I grow stronger with every note

It tries to croak my name one last time
But my voice explodes the monster into lifeless slime
The darkness is where I shine
With my voice, I am divine