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