Worms

Prosthetic Orchestra

Compositor: Não Disponível

(Part I - The Rape)
Around this mist of filth
Decrepited seeds are planted
Hatchlings, maggots of guilt
Writhing and wretched
Nasal drainage or shit?
They grow for the wikcked
Downwards they flow
Through the crevices undetected

The path of the mucus was laid
Much to their dismay
This worm smelled the smegma
Secreted in its vagina
Swarming it's pinch of anger, adding animosity
Ignorance let it linger throughout humanity
Attempting ostracism failed
Infecting their minds
All the maggots impailed - A worm is what they find!

The coronation of wings
Granted for the thing
Grew teeth to be the snake
Giving the poison they take!

(Part 2-The Rapture)

Stubborn was I, loving it all
Celebrating this world of shit
Twisting and turning, loving the fall
Somehow returning from the bottomless pit

Coming out of the woodwork
Embodied of flesh
Impossible for a worm
That bleeds red
Here we see an atrocity
That fell through the cracks
Smouldering, festering... and burning black!