Sleeping soundly in their beds
children rest their little heads
but what lurks beneath their beds?
creepy creatures from places you dread?
Their sure to give you the most wonderful scare
to raise every single hair
Monsters don't just lurk in the shadows
They walk within a crowd, living in a Vail of mist
Yet this story quiet come to its twist
for the worst monster that ever lived...
is inside the mind of the smallest kid
Inside the hearts of girls and boys
that beg and plea for useless toys
'Tis greed that make the monsters thrive
and hatred that fuels its unearthly drive
But tell me is it truly bad
to have a drive,
It is sad.
to know that you all think this way
How could i convince you?
What could i say?
Perhaps that a drive brought us here,
A time where machines fly through the air
Where man have made it to the moon,
Sadly, I must go soon
For, I am the drive that lives in you
Your night mares over,
See you soon.