Slowly creeping in the night, Leaving trails of death in sight. Eyes that glisten, cold and black, Once you see, there’s no way back. Slime so thick, it seals your fate, Whispers low, “It’s far too late.” Feel the crawl upon your skin, The killer snail is creeping in. Shell so cracked from years of hate, Moves so slow, but waits to bait. Silent terror, patient doom, Drags you down into the gloom. Slime so thick, it seals your fate, Whispers low, “It’s far too late.” Feel the crawl upon your skin, The killer snail is creeping in. Drip, drip, hear the sound, Poison sinking in the ground. Frozen stiff, you gasp for breath, Now you meet a sluggish death. Morning comes, but you're not there, Just a trail—an empty stare. A ghostly echo starts to wail, Beware the creeping killer snail...
