| Dear God, I don’t know if you’re really real? | 
| Because mom and stepdad say that you’re total hogwash | 
| But if you’re real, and I believe you are, I could really use your help | 
| Every night something awful comes to my closet, it’s a woman, but she’s dead | 
| I don’t know why she’s here. | 
| I don’t know what she wants | 
| Most of all, I don’t know how to make her go away and I’m really really scared | 
| I get the feeling that she wants me dead | 
| Shimmer’s not in heaven, Shimmer’s not in hell | 
| Shimmer’s in the Echoside as far as I can tell | 
| I feel her presents when I’m standing at the mirror in the dark | 
| I hear her voice within the room, vibrating my heart | 
| It terrifies me, in my class | 
| I feel I’m free, but too quickly it pass before | 
| I’m headed back, to our sickly house on Cass Shimmer hates laughter, | 
| and juveniles | 
| Throughout my day, I heard her say, «I'll make you pay for every smile» | 
| She was a bad girl who liked to cause agony | 
| I guarantee, and now she wants to terrify and burry me | 
| I’m used to sodomy, my dad’s a demon and mommas drunk and good for nothin' but | 
| somethin' to stuff his semen in | 
| Red light illuminates my closet when Shimmer comes with a wretched stench and | 
| underneath the door, blood runs | 
| I stay in bed under the covers, but fear forces me to see the closet door open, | 
| and Shimmer pointing at me | 
| Eyes black, she bloody, and she likes that | 
| A Child dead in her arms she takes a bite of his neck | 
| And then chews it, pointing at me, blood dripping right down her chin | 
| Cocks her head, then she does it again | 
| Eyes black, she bloody, and she likes that | 
| A Child dead in her arms she takes a bite of his neck | 
| And then chews it, pointing at me, blood dripping right down her chin | 
| Cocks her head, then she does it again | 
| In school they laugh, I’ve lost so much hair | 
| But I don’t care, our souls are just orbs in the air | 
| I hate our house, but have nowhere to go to | 
| And when we moved in, momma said «this is so cool» | 
| I have no brothers or sisters, no fucking pets | 
| And my anxiety grows the darker it gets | 
| Why’s the sun always leave me? | 
| Shimmers a guarantee | 
| Scaring me into insanity and no one’s hearing me! | 
| I did tell my favorite teacher Mr. Bowdock | 
| I Said, «There's a wicked ghost hounding me around the clock» | 
| He said, «Pray little man, God’s bliss is always there» | 
| Yet when Shimmer shows up, that bliss disappears | 
| My step dad just smacks me, sends me to my room | 
| Something happened in that closet, some untold doom! | 
| Because it reeks of death in there, 'opens a crack | 
| And then it illuminates, and bloody Shimmer’s back again | 
| Eyes black, she bloody, and she likes that | 
| A Child dead in her arms she takes a bite of his neck | 
| And then chews it, pointing at me, blood dripping right down her chin | 
| Cocks her head, then she does it again | 
| Eyes black, she bloody, and she likes that | 
| A Child dead in her arms she takes a bite of his neck | 
| And then chews it, pointing at me, blood dripping right down her chin | 
| Cocks her head, then she does it again | 
| I left a bible in the closet, but found it bloody | 
| I just want the world to know I need some help some body | 
| When she comes, the temperature drops | 
| I see my breath in the air my clock light dies out | 
| And the room smells of death | 
| I get the sense she’s angrier, every time she’s here | 
| Despite how many times, I’m left, paralyzed in fear | 
| Always holding a child, about my age | 
| Pointing at me. | 
| Why all the frustration and rage? | 
| What if, she’s just an energy, pretend to me? | 
| But I believe she’s real and wants the end of me | 
| Fuck it. | 
| I’ll do it. | 
| She’ll never stop 'till it’s correct | 
| I walk right into in her arms, let her have my neck | 
| That night Shimmer came, I was engulfed in fear, but death don’t sound so bad | 
| I’ve had enough it’s clear I’d rather die, then be her toy to terrify | 
| No more nights of being pegged by her stairin' eyes! | 
| Eyes black, she bloody, and she likes that | 
| A Child dead in her arms she takes a bite of his neck | 
| And then chews it, pointing at me, blood dripping right down her chin | 
| Cocks her head, then she does it again | 
| Eyes black, she bloody, and she likes that | 
| A Child dead in her arms she takes a bite of his neck | 
| And then chews it, pointing at me, blood dripping right down her chin | 
| Cocks her head, then she does it again | 
| Her touch stunnded me, like sleep paralysis I couldn’t move | 
| But saw all the hell of this Her mouth up close, it was a black pit | 
| Her teeth sunk in well and I felt the rip Total darkness, then I felt no pain | 
| But I almost went deaf, when she screamed my name! | 
| Still paralyzed, I opened my eyes and found myself, alive in my closet, | 
| sound of health | 
| The fear poured out of my body, released it’s clutch | 
| The first thing I felt, was leather’s touch | 
| In my hands, the bible, the one I left in there | 
| It was no longer bloody and all the pages were clear | 
| Her wretched smell gone, the air was warm | 
| And for the first time in years, I felt a calm | 
| From that night forward, shimmer was aborted | 
| I can’t help but feel my bravery was rewarded |