The Creature

i'm walking in a forest
on a late october night
the full moon and the trees
are all I have in sight

something unknown in this forest
doesen't want me to stay
i'm sensing a chill
and walk the other way

maybe it's a werewolf
with big, sharp claws
or a man-sized bat
with terrible jaws

there's a creature in the woods
you didn't hear?
it's from the black lagoon
who happens to be near

and there's a tale about a count
said to be quite a stud
but truth be told
he only wants to drink your blood

maybe it's a ghoul
or a walking dead
perhaps a jolly clown
who wants to paint the forest red

another legend wanders
of a man on a horse
his head has gone missing
and now he wants yours

i stop and turn around
to see the creature stare
the only thing to save me now
is waking from the nightmare