Godnattsaga för barn.

"There once was a story, that's seldom told
Of a monster from the darkness from a time of old
His fingers were long, and his teeth, razor sharp
Perfect for chewing, and ripping children apart
Fear was important, he feed on it's soul
The more they would fear him, the more he would grow
And grow, and grow, and grow he did
With his delightful intention of eating all the kids
Shh... Do you hear that? Under your bed
It's coming from below
I think it's the boogieman
He's gonna eat your fucking soul!"