Humanoid
Barry Spillberg / Bob Mayo / Rich Spillberg
Semi-human semi-steel cannot think cannot feel
Twisted mess a tortured soul
Mutant brain a does not lie recording fear in your eyes
Future shock from the past
It's coming for you it's waiting for you
It's hiding on you don't want to know what for
To penetrate you a seed inside you
To produce through you ten thousand more
Breathing poison dripping slime abomination living crime
Reeking evil glowing eyes
Tracking blood scent of man prehistoric neuro-scan
Inbred weapons he relies
Feeling strange deep within, can't remember where you've been
Bruised and bleeding sore inside
Feel your body's about to burst ravaged by a deadly thirst
Breaking out in sickening sores
