I am a bad, bad thing.
I am dark, dark dream
I am death and despair.
I am small, small things
That embed themselves in
Skin and crawl in legions
Through hair.
I am a bad, bad thing.
I am nightmares,  
Nightmares that expand
And stretch and catch
The innocent,  
Innocent  of who
I really am.
I am a bad, bad
Thing