Ricktiniver (The Demon)

it's a bucolic scene 
in the country
in the spring
and I'm almost lost in the tall grass
a thatched roof cottage  beckons me
I crawl towards it and gasp
as I find the hole to hell
upon the journey
like a one way path to destiny
strapped tight to a gurney

I never get to that cottage
and I fear who looms inside there
a silhouette 
a shadow man
known as Rick Tiniver

Drawn like a hapless hero
to were the villains dwell
that shady caped dark creature
Like Sandemans from hell

from what dark void you emanate
It fills my soul with dread
as I feel you rattling
underneath my bed

at other times I see your shadow
by my window sill
no face
no smile
and no frown
an entity of hell

I know not what you really are
I only have a name
and place born of another time
I slumber in its chains

when I close my eyes at night
that cottage I do see
and pray that Rick Tiniver
doesn't wait inside 
for me.

male low voice, harsh German accent dark 1980s Techno Rave anthem, morose, scary