Mogwai, First Encounter

There's a thump under bed
The floorboards started creaking
And the walls seem to shudder and
flex in, to me, as if something
in the ceiling
dropped it's thousand pound head.

And the boards beneath my feet
Have splintered and broken
Shrapnel shot some sideways
As I hover on the bed

And the maw of a monster
That lurks within the deep
And the dark
Appears to bellow
I think he wants my head

All the terrors that
Come at night
Get so hard
To fight

Now the hulk has risen
An umbra unto his form
Massive arms condensed of shadows
Shambling forward, ahead

And I seem to forget
For I cannot recall
While discerning still speech,
I suppose it's slipped
By me
For I know no common words.

And at last the final lurch
Before he breaches the shores of
My bolster cushion fortress
Meant to buffer him away

But I gaze upon my defenses
As they tremble and decay
But I shut, close my eyes
And I think not of these hellions
As they heckle in my way

And the Behemoth before me
Casts out his inner rage
And he chokes and shudders
As he reaches for me

So I lock it all away
In a box, behind the paint,
Hope that that will keep me safe

And with one more night defeated
I can await another dawn