Guilt

I bump in the night

I creak in the door

I drip in the pipe

I lurk in the floor

Buried

And beating

And drumming of war

My legions will echo

The pulse you ignore

In your blood

In your veins

I'm a plague you can't cure

So check in your closet

Open each drawer

Look under the bed

I'm not there anymore

You can turn on the light

Then slam shut the door

Fix the drain pipe

And claw at the floor

Buried

And beating

I still drum of war

I still know what you did

I still sing of the gore

In your head

In your mind

As you rot to the core

I will conquer your soul

From your heart I will pour

I will spill from your guts

You are mine evermore