Shape-Shifters - Horde Casket

Colonizing this world

Reconfiguring our genetics to blend in with masses

Controlling the minds of the population

Spreading this poison contagion

Hemorrhaging virus that can’t be contained

Thousands parish daily

No one is immune, they’ll fall from this plague

We show our true form

As the humans slowly die

Rows of teeth as daggers

It’s too late

We can smell your fear

The rate of the death grows faster

You bow my gun will be your master

As their organs liquefy

You look up to the sky

Mass extinction is calling

The human race is falling