OMG Creepy

I just had the creepiest dream ever. I was looking at pictures of faceless ghosts while a man with a deep voice recited poetry. Not really great poetry, (I am no poet) but since I remembered all of it, I thought I'd share it with you. Aren't you lucky? Yes, the rhyming scheme was in the dream. Weird right?

Forget the fairytale monsters that you used to fear,
Instead think of the faceless ones that are always near,
Their very existence should fill you with dread,
You can never stop them,
They're already dead.

They come in the dark when you turn out the lights,
They are the remnants of avarice and vice,
The light of the living fills them with greed,
They search for prey,
To feed their unholy need.

You're never safe while in the dark,
For you may be their next mark,
So if you feel their icy fingers at your throat,
If you feel them closing in,
Don't bother to struggle,
You'll never win.