The Creeper

You know he's gonna make it rain here
And you won't see what, where or when
A tavern wench would dread the stench
Of me and all my imminence

There is no where left to hide now
He can feel your fear
He'll sense you're near, best disappear
Don't breathe too loud, don't shed a tear

You know he's gonna come and get you
So fight or run away from it all
The Creeper calls for you

You know he's gonna make it rain here
And you won't see what, where or when
A tavern wench would dread the stench
Of me and all my imminence

There is no way to subside now
Can you feel the cold?
He'll take a hold, beware John bold
Your fate is under my control

You know he's gonna come and get you
Can hear him cry "This world, it will fall!"
The Creeper calls for you



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Powell
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