Your Patron Trepidation

what lies behind false smiles
is something vile
i am who they call trial

i am tribulation
the image of abomination
your patron trepidation

i am the passing shadow
in the corner of your eye
i am there when you die

conceal your soul, fear pervades
your spirit i prey and enervate
i am the dread as you contemplate

i am the adversaries thoughts of malign
the reasons you look behind
your encounter with terror vespertine

i am fright manifested
the key to the darkest gate
I AM DEATH AND I AWAIT!