Swamp Thing

Hear a strange sound
In this dreaded town
Are they dead or alive
Will you run and hide

Hate, love, fear
Night creatures are here
Run, fast, your
Life won't last

Watching their faces
In so many places
Hiding in plain sight
They're hunting tonight

Hate, blood, fear
Swamp creatures are here
Fight, hunt, kill
We'll stop them right here



Credits
Writer(s): Chance Granado
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