Abishtu

With the sun going down
With the night creeping in
Watch where you go
The steel’s still cold

Pint-sized immortal
Stalks the damp alleyways
Beer, chicks and bong hits
The party meets a bloody end

Creepy, crawly, snarly and small
Oi, abishtu
Care to meet him after dark?
Oi, abishtu

Innocent blood streaks off his face
He rides the west coast, sea breeze laced
Another town, another few kills
No remorse for the blood he spills

The sirens pierce the still of the night
Gunshots racing faster than the bike
The khaki finally catches up with him
Only to find another victim

Creepy, crawly, snarly and small
Oi, abishtu
Care to meet him after dark?
Oi, abishtu

As old as time itself
He still lurks the depths, evil intent
“Blood must flow for I am still here”
His booming voice resonates still

His ride shines in crimson red
Chrome wizard, runs on the blood he spills
Thundering down towards the sea
He melts away, will never leave you be

Creepy, crawly, snarly and small
Oi, abishtu
Care to meet him after dark?
Oi, abishtu