Slugs Songtext
von Alconaut

Slithering across the sand
Sentient Giant
Worm from another Land
No need to be quiet and

Sailing
Slowly
Treading
Under the Moon

Waiting
Surely
Creeping
Harbinger of doom


They′re coming right at you
No use to run
You know what they told you
They will not stop till they're done

Faint sound from the dunes
The beast gets closer
Went under a million moons
They′ll go under another

Sailing
Slowly
Treading
Older than all

Waiting
Surely
Creeping
They'll eat through your walls


They're coming right at you
No use to run
You know what they told you
They won′t stop till they′re done