Wendigo

Dead flesh - meal of sinMake me strongerBehind every cornerAlways one step aheadLurking in your closetOr perhaps hiding under your bedI can feel your heart beatYou can feel me watching youDeepest darkest nightmareJust about to come trueCurse this meal of sinI feel my power growWith every stolen soulDrinking the bloodMaking me godDark blood - cold and thickFill the void - ascend meCold touch on your skinSorry, this is not a dreamClawing through your fleshLaughing at your futile screamsSurrender to your fateLet the curse take its courseFeasting on your cadaverStealing your life forceI feel my hunger growWith every soul I stoleDrinking your bloodYou make me god