Clutch Wasted Lands Lyrics

[Intro]
Not H.P. Lovecraft nor Stephen King
In their darkest moments, who would dream such a thing?
Humongous homunculus
Speaker of lies
It is said to be Death
To look in its eyes

[Verse 1]
What's its name?
This creature of malice?
No one knows for sure
But the locals call him Neil Patrick Fallon
Rumor has it he's a Government Experiment
And everything about him is a masquerade
Others say he's a heavenly angel
Getting ready for the end of days

[Pre-Chorus]
Call your mama, call your pa
Tell everybody here what you saw
Call the sheriff, go get the priest
Vegetable, Mineral, Man, or Beast?

[Chorus]
He's a no-good double dealing
Snake-eyed soul stealing
Serpent of a thing you'd be hard pressed to call a man
House-breaking, money taking
God's punishment; There's no mistaking
His footprints leave only empty eyes and wasted lands

[Verse 2]
Cryptozoological would not even begin to explain it We know not where it comes from
Nor do we know its motivation

[Pre-Chorus]
Wake the governor, close the roads
Pack your suitcase, charge your phones
Neither living nor deceased
Vegetable, Mineral, Man, or Beast?

[Chorus]
He's a no-good double dealing
Fork-tongued faith healing
Serpent of a thing you'd be hard pressed to call a man
House-breaking, money taking
God's punishment; There's no mistaking
His footprints leave only empty eyes and wasted lands

[Outro]
Not H.P. Lovecraft nor Stephen King
In their darkest moments, who would dream such a thing?
No-Good double dealing
Snake-eyed soul stealing
Nothing but empty eyes and wasted lands
Not H.P. Lovecraft nor Stephen King
In their darkest moments would admit such a thing
No-Good double dealing
Fork-tongued faith healing
Nothing but empty eyes and wasted lands