Magma from the volcano moving slowly down the lane.
Inhabiting the suburban streets, driving citizens insane.
Slow burning fire driving Americans to a scare.
Infecting the city streets until the concrete starts to tear.
But then its the architects fault, cracks were left in the walls.
The foundation wasn't good, at any second it could fall.
And then the beast should be kept in a cave, away from it all.
Just give it a mirror, it'll stay entertained
by its vanity with it's handsome teeth and sharp claws...