The demon hides out of everyone's sight.
Lurking behind the backs of passersby, it rests.
They hide in the darkness and stillness of the night.
Waiting for you to no longer be blessed.
Demons only come out when they feel your fear.
Wanting to feast on what makes you scream.
Stay up and pray that all you see is a tear.
If you sleep, don’t expect a pleasant dream.
The demon’s eyes stay satin red, like blood.
Piercing your mind leaving no thoughts of God.
The demon brings you fear in the form of a flood,
Washing over you, bloodied and clawed.
It prowls next to your bed, to hear you breathe.
Until the demon finally, makes you bleed.