The Whisperer’s Song

Do you fear me, dear intruder?
Will you listen when I speak?
Do you want to hear my story?
Know the terror that I wreak?
Follow silken webs through darkness,
and you'll find just what you seek.

For moons and more
the words I bore
were whispering to the meek.
Their hearts and minds
became all mine,
surrendered without a squeak!

"But why?" they cry, inside their minds,
unable to even speak.
I mock their woe, for those who know,
have perished, deranged and weak!