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The Maker

Bodysnatcher

We've fallen on wretched times
All hope is erased
This curse known as mankind is laid to waste

A modern evil
Vile creatures roaming free
An evolution of malice and morbid disease

Fire and brimstone
An enemy without a face
Guilty but can't be gutted
Hunters become the hunted

Hunters become the hunted
Erase them

Cro-Magnon
Bred from a violent nature
Cro-Magnon
Dragging bodies to their graves
You will never be safe

You will never be safe

Deemed a threat to authority
Born in the wrong century
A method shunned from society
Return to primitive savagery
Cro-Magnon

Are you scared?
Are you scared?
You fucking should be
I'm your fucking maker
Meet me
I'm your fucking maker
Meet me