My twisted Piece

I am the creature of the dead
I am the voice inside you head
Living in shadows and stalking your fears
I will lurk for many years
You can see me hunt, you are my prey
Your gonna die in some gruesome way
Split in half like a baby calf
Its time to take a blood soaked bath
Cutting through flesh, chopping through bone
You are the next one to die alone.
I am the monster that rings the bell
and soon you too will go to hell
I am the one that you will meet
I will be stacking your bones and cooking your meat
I WAS THE VOICE INSIDE YOUR HEAD
I JUST WON BECAUSE YOU ARE DEAD