Creatures

There are so many devil's out there dressed as angels Trying to create their own followings it makes me disdainful I'm tired of the false prophets Saying we're monsters So I say we stop their profits And expose these imposters We are the creatures Running in the night And you're a preacher Claiming to make us right And the feature of tonight's events Is you, and your descent Its you, and your descent You sit relaxing in your tower that was paid for By those that believe in you they just want to be prayed for So what if they don't look like you? Adorned in gold like an idol Hide in fear when the chaos ensues You gave us our title We are the creatures Running in the night And you're a preacher Claiming to make us right And the feature of tonight's events Is you, and your descent Its you, and your descent