Stepping and creaking,
Silently speaking
Darkness with a whisper,
Colder than the winter
I am the creepy that crawls
Writhing in blood
Hope stained like mud
I feed on your fear
And the screams that I hear
I am the creepy that crawls
Frozen with dread
Your soul’s all but dead
My eyes forever spying
Your spirit ever crying
I am the creepy that crawls
Skittering and Scattering
The light I am shattering
Soulless and Dark
The grim reaper’s mark
I am the creepy that crawls
Lifeless, Still and Cold
Your story forever untold
Lost to the forest of time
Only whispered by horrifying rhyme
I am the creepy that crawls
Sleepless and restless
I am death’s mistress
Hunting and prowling
For souls I am scouring
I am the creepy that crawls
My endeavor I cannot stop
Your innocent souls, my crop
For forever I must reap
Never to lay down to sleep
I am the creepy that crawls
I am the one at which innocence falls
I am the one who the toll collector calls
I am the one who lives in the walls
I am the one that the crazed man scrawls
I am the creepy that crawls
