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