Fear Not

Fear not the sallow man who lurks in yonder forestland

Fear not the fell knight whose arms become his swords

Fear not the traveler from unearthly underworld

Who sees your spark and traps it in his cage of branchy limbs.

With rawboned form of blackest night, he slithers

Frame fashioned from the hangman's tree

The keeper of the cursed place where beasts are singed and dead

Fear not the emptiness where features used to be

Fear not the ancient one who's coldness stops you quick

Fear not the melody consuming lucid thought

Or his power grows, phantasms given flesh.

The watcher, calling children like a shepherd does his sheep

With soundless footfalls and mouthless words he tells

Of where eldritch fire burns all reason and amorphous nightmares flow.