CREEPY CRAWLERS

They crawl from the darkest depths

And I know they come for me

Why are they wishing me death?

They’re loyal to their creed

Those boots aren't made for walk, rather are made for they lick

Purifying their evil guilts with a tongue really slick

From sewers and filthy holes

From the shadows and crack walls

They raise themselves as a whole

They need bust your balls

To demonstrate that they are staunchest allies of the show

Venerating everything that forces them to bow

The creepy crawlers are back

If you find them end of luck

Licking floors and walking bowed

Obedience high, self-pride low

Those creatures come out at night

Steeped in a drenching rain

You know they to you will find

Run! or you’ll be slain

There are few bodies that can withstand so much slime

The age of man is over, now comes their fucking time

The creepy crawlers are back

If you find them end of luck

Licking floors and walking bowed

Obedience high, self-pride low