Coldworker

The Interloper

Coldworker


His face is dead 
Rotten soul within 
Monolithic 
Inhuman 
Your fear will be his fuel 

With his iron fist 
He'll crush the weak with wrath 
Raised to demolish man 
Misanthropic mastermind 

He'll interlope and dominate 
Attack the world with hate 
The mission is to devastate 
Annihilate the human race 

He is a plague 
Ridden with disease 
Putrefactive 
Infected 
Slowly spreading sickness 

He'll come for you 
When hunger strikes 
Interloper 
Consumer 
Lust for the devourment 

Lurking in the shallow darkness 
Waiting for the weaker ones 
Ready to inject his venom 
Evil is as evil does 

He'll interlope and dominate 
Attack the world with hate 
The mission is to devastate 
Annihilate the human race