He's darkest night
on the darkest street
The haunting shuffle
of a strangers feet

He's the gnarled tree
and it's grasping vine
The ice finger
down your tingling spine

He's the shifting form
in a swirling fog
The glowing eyes
of the stalking dog

He's the wrenching creak
beneath your floors
As you dash inside
and bolt the doors

He's the fear
that seeps into your bone
When there's silence
on your telephone

He'll find you
when your all alone
He's spooky
and his face is never shone