The Creeper

The dark, the stench
This is where you can find me
I am evil i am a villain
A wind gust through the trees

The Creeper
C-R-E-E-P-E-R
The Creeper
C-R-E-E-P-E-R

Depraved Atroucious
Still it is you on the ground
I hide hands i hide heads
So that no piece can be found

The Creeper

My crime, a passion
To eliminate all that i can
Cannibal Murder
This is what i am

You hate me, i love it
Your blood i do now spill
Suffocate Mutilate
As i go in for the kill