Weary Traveler

Welcome weary traveler, welcome to my home

Come in and chase the chill, from your tired bone

Let me take your hat and coat, warm yourself by my fire

Have some food and drink, enjoy all that you desire

Now, it is time to rest, sit upon my couch

I have some special tobacco, here in this old pouch

Please do not be frightened, take a little toke

Soon you will be in a fantasy world, when you finish your smoke

Lay back on this pillow and rest your clouded head

Close your eyes now, there is nothing for you to dread

As you visit the valley of dreams, I must prepare to feed

I thirst for life and fortunately you, have what I need

I promise you will hurt, as I begin my feast

Life will flow from your veins, and feed my inner beast

You will experience great pain, when I begin to bite

Paralyzed with agony, my will, you cannot fight

Before long you will beg for mercy, but you will receive none

The intense pain will increase, until my will is done

When I finish your life will be over, your soul belongs to me

Forever a prisoner in the Netherworld, you will be

~Dave