Can you see the monster in the trees?
Hush for a moment and start to believe.

The monster with fingers made up of sticks
Taps on the bark, Click, Click, Click!!

The monster with eyes of glowing red
Stares at your soul, feelings of dread

Can you see the monster in the trees?
Hush for a moment and start to believe

The monster that growls a deafening moan
It sinks inside you, small or bit grown

The monster that walks and stalks its prey
Sounds of it's footsteps, come closer it stays

Can you see the monster in the trees?
Hush for a moment and start to believe

The monster with shadows as big as a house
Darkness surrounds, chasing the mouse

The monster with teeth as sharp as a knife
Cuts through the flesh, a moment in strife

Can you see the monster in the trees?
Hush for a moment and start to believe

The monster it whispers "Don't be afraid"
All in my head, things that I made

The monster it sits alone in the end
Lonely and sad and tears never mend

Can you see the monster in the trees?
Hush for a moment and start to believe

Candle wax melted like the seasons gone
Burnt wick from the absent flame
You cursed my breathe
For I have caused my own darkness

The bygone evenings without a sound
Hear the high pitch scream once more
For the bell no longer tolls in time
And the crimson river flows down my arm

On my knees, I stopped and fell down

Seething through the broken night
Hush is the moment that is brought to light

The whispers heard by crying sound
as footprints cross this solemn ground

Gates passed through to Bachelor's Grove
Eyes of cold and constant flows

She haunts your thoughts and with every step
Shivering spine with goose bumps left

The ghostly figures at night time, they stray
Orbs on  film, we can't look away

Looking right through these fields made of stone
Aged with time and a hard weathered tone

Shoulders tapped with these haunted thoughts
The air was empty, our mind gets caught

We turned around with no one there
Hallow's Eve is the moment and is something to scare

Visions of past and the Chicago's dead
Rise on up through this blackened thread

Screams of terror and morbid sins
Stopped in tracks, they are all gone again

We reached the gate of rusted old steel
Fallen back down on deadly keel

Out of the depths of the spirit's trove
Passed through the gates of Bachelor's Grove

Touched by the winds, the dull candle flickers
The shadow, she whispers upon the feline's whiskers
"What is so out there?", I thought in my mind
Craved in the moment but all in good time

I will not let it be, whispers and wonder
Tears do not fall, its the words that I ponder
"Hath be I'm crazy?", I spoke of myself
Closed eyes it all seems, as I only felt

Dressed in the nights, alone in my chair
Penning my life, the ink smears and I'm scared
I folded the paper, for it is all wrong
Scream the impossible, weakened not strong

It rapped on the walls, creaked the bones deep inside
Given an ear, listen thy night
"What is so out there?", I thought in my mind
Craved in the moment but all in good time

I withered away, fear not I was screaming
For I had taken it back by the madness and demons
Scraping the pane, gusts open door
One step, two step, three step, four

Alone as I sit by shivering thought
Inside of my mind, restless and caught
It ruptured me cold, stiff and scorned
Crashed through the pane, no longer born

The floorboards were bent by nothing but silence
Crime the mistaken, one second in violence
"What is so out there?", I thought in my mind
Craved in the moment but all in good time

There is nothing darker than the putrid soul of your heart
Crusted by burnt desires and pyroclastic ash
Tortured by your existence, dipped into the hells of mankind

Bubbling skin and singed mercy embrace me whole
Turn up flames and burn me alive
Hear my screams ****** your mind

Cast me out of the dead, for I am not leaving
Laid in a forever coma then awakened
Pompeii is dead, Pompeii is dead, Pompeii is dead

Wrapped in a corner
with second hand covers
Billowed cough, I hack
Smoke incensed and smothers

Cracked knuckles, I swear
in magazines of lies
Ponder, unhappy
Somber face then sighs

No shirt, no service
Hungered defeat
Walk back empty
No table no seat

Look down, Type, Sipped
Eyes gazed, Oops I tripped

Down again, type some more
Life's eletronic, laughter's *****

Sip the black, fuel the cage
Twenty four seven, friends engage

Pressing buttons, grip it tight
Bumping strangers, it's all right

One word, two words, three words, four
Text in time, fingers sore

Creeping by, step and step
Screen is cracked,  oh, what a mess

Nothing matters but every text
Lift up my head, my life is a wreck