Somethings creeping innnn The dark of the woods It even creates a foggggg When it’s up to no good And it’ll grab you Choke you pull you in close And on your last breatheee All you’ll inhale is smoke Somethings scary Right behind you It’s to going to bury You when it’s time to Dont turn around Don’t make a sound If can smell you It might kill you 16 feet tall Tail and all Consume half of you With a bite from the maw With a swipe from his claw You’d be decapated You’re fucking dead now Your finished face it Can you feel the blood leave Can you feel the soul bleed Wicked demon creatures Going bump in the night They be scary they be smelly They will fill you with fright And they don’t maybe or might They most definitely bite One look into their eyes Just like a cut from a knife They will grab you and choke you Shake you and break you Rip off your clothes Desecrate and Butt **** you And there’s nothing you can do You can’t send them to hell They’ve already been there They’re magic and spells There already nowhere