The Change / Warcry of the Lost
Stephen Smithwilliams
A stream of water shoots up into the sky
Peter gasps for one last breath
Savor this, my pawn, before you finally die
And we make you one of us
Peter finds himself in the barren waste
Another demon manifests
Now that your life has been legally erased
Time to make you one of us
A little horn here
A third eye there
Let’s make your skin green
These teeth need to be much, much bigger
Now growl and try to look mean
Now new Peter will fulfill his contract
He will have his revenge
I will track them down, and when I have attacked
They will rue the day
They messed with Demon Peter, I’ll crush them all
With Peter, I can no longer fall
With Peter, AAAAH
My soul is cold and wet. My corpse floats to the surface
I will drag them down. Today all mankind curses