I am the beast that strikes in sleep
The monster in the shadows
I am the thing that howls and creeps
The fiend that chills your marrow

I am the Nightmare that plagues your dreams
That wakes you in the night
I savor the shrillness of your screams
Fear’s my perverse delight

But am I at fault for what I am?
Cruel, dark thing wrapped in fright?
Should I be damned
Just because I shy away from light?

Do I lament my dark delight, the terror I inspire?
Do I despise my love of fear
As wood detests the fire?

Or do I rejoice my evil spirit?
Do I revel in the Dark?
Am I happy being wicked
Or is my heart just merely stark?

I have thought the matter over
Weighed the darkness and the light
But I could not ignore the seductive purr
Of that nefarious, evil sprite

I don’t lament that I am monstrous
I’m not sad I cause you harm
I rejoice my inner darkness
I love my evil charm

I embrace the shadows inside me
As I sing my awful song
I laugh and smile in glee
You’re in my clutches all night long

And even when you wake
You can never quite escape me
For fear you cannot shake
I’ll be back when you grow drowsy