Creature Beneath our Feet

In the garden and in the street,
I watch you from beneath your feet.
I bring you evil, I’ll give you the key
to open the doors to my torrential sea.

Burn the churches and kill the blacks.
Torture Jews with a sharpened ax.
Give the world the pain they need.
Someday forward I will plant my seed.

The Army of darkness very soon will rise.
We’ll burn your world in front of your eyes.
We’ll destroy your hope, and crush your dreams.
The world will tear at the seams.

I may be hidden, but I do exist;
God killed all evils, but me, he missed.
I’m still alive, and I’ll kill you all;
I’ll make you suffer, I’ll make you fall.