The Wendigo

In the woods I spotted somethin wicked and demonic I been runnin here for hours, I'm just praying that I've lost it I had come across a scene like somethin right out of a comic But this Tale from the Krypt is realistic and it's comin I can hear it chasing after me, like pyros after fires Like all of the blood inside me is all that the thing desires It's eyes are glinting at me like a pair of burning lighters Like a nightmare come to life, the Wendigo has come to bite us And I'm gonna rip you piece by piece til nothing of yous left I bite that neck and jerk my jaw until I'm yanking off your flesh I'll bleed you dead and rip your organs out that motherfuckin chest Cuz there's a hunger deep inside of me that never gets to rest I'm an unrepentant cannibal, a heart as black as darkness is Emaciated maniac unleashed of all his harnesses A starving mess of skin and bones, I languish over carcasses And carve aside the features off your face and tear the cartilage That's all well and good to you, but what am I supposed to do? When everywhere I turn there's only shadows and the sounds of you Pursuing me through clotted trees, trippin on my hands and knees Bruising my whole body on the rocks and the topography Now I'm stuck in place, I feel the weight of you on top of me Takes my arm and snaps it at an angle it aint oughta be Wanna try and holler but I can't let out a scream Since he's yanking at my limbs and pushing all the air up outta me You're bout to be my dinner and he says it with a laugh Or maybe it's a sob, it's hard to tell I can't react His skin is freezing cold like he's got icicles for hands And the look inside his eyes was that of someone driven mad No appealing to humanity cuz it's no longer human Like the frame of man was taken by the devil just to ruin And consume all living humans til the doomsday come apocalypse A drop of spittle hits me from this demon and its obvious I'm not equipped to deal with this, no armaments to brandish And my arm has now been crippled so I suffer from the damage Like a helpless baby kitten in the clutches of a psychopath Death was always how this wicked shit would come to pass The only saving grace is how my body ceased to function I wouldn't wanna suffer to munching of the glutton I never coulda thought I would become somebody's dinner As the spark of life inside of me barely flickers to a glimmer I'm thinner than an anorexic, cold as cold is desolate I'll never get relief unless the blood can quell my temperament The warmth and the relief that comes with flesh gone down my gullet Comes to me with clarity, I know that I have lost it The life that I consumed was something that I never wanted There's a frenzy in the hunger, it's impossible to stop it By now the heat has faded, I can feel the chill returning The Wendigo, I hold a heart of ice in need of burning