• Look at the one who stands before you.
    This world making me crazy, no, Has made me crazy.
    The monsters under your bed, Closet, and under the stairs.
    We are them, and we whisper to you in your slumber.
    We cause mischeif, and tragedies.
    The big grin of a mistaken soul has made us this way.
    We are in your head, believe in us? Either way.... Were still there.
    Were walking examples of your misunderstandings.
    We are the surprisers, the one's you tell your children about before bed.
    We are mistaken... we aren't made up.
    We are the thing you see in the corner of your eye...
    The one that passes out of view right before you see it.
    We are the grin which hides in the shadows.
    We are the smiling face you see vanish in darkness.
    We are the ones who take you during your sleep.
    We are the reason people go missing and never return.
    We are the fallen, the descolate, the void in this social world.
    We are the ones you all shunned, and cast aside.
    So you are the reason we are... We are ...... The Monsters.