Lore

Nightmares dream of me
While I infect plagues and diseases
Whole towns wiped from existence
Like they never were
Nor will be
And I haunt the ghosts
Of a million souls
Beneath this wretched soil
It whispers inside
Let me out
It says
Let me out
It shouts
Let me out
It cries
I don't let it
This particular it of mine
See, is mine and mine alone.
Come along now
I say
Let me out
He begs
Come and be quiet
I say
Let me out
He whimpers
Like a lame horse
Except there's no end to its blight
Stay with me
I say
It has no choice, but I like to say it anyway.