Bed Time Stories

Who is scared of flying horrors? Winged beasts, up in the sky! Who is scared of flying horrors? Behind clouds, they're hiding high! Who is scared of flying horrors? Is it you, or is it me? Those who fear will sleep in sorrow And the brave will sleep in peace!

The mountains are its cradle, the winds its lullaby Howling Peak its womb, so eat your pumpkin pie An egg inside will hatch and seek the child that doesn't eat Finish what your parents cooked or you'll be its tasty treat A desperate howl will call for you, the echoes know your name So hurry up and eat your plate, or your death will be in vain