I can't stop these fetid compulsions
They're coming each night
By the moon I am transformed
Unspeakable horrors I have witnessed
With these lowly eyes
The hyde I turn into
Will surely prove a surprise
I am the wriggling
Horror inching through your cold insides
Nesting in your death
And I brought my friends we'll multiply in time
Pearlescent maggots
Dwelling within dead flesh
The Wereworm's feast is gluttonous
But working slaves to the rot
Unto to the perished we're chained
Our daily lives are the pits
But our nights are deranged
Its insane
To have drilled through countless brains
And attempt to just maintain
As we stare the living squarely in the face
I am the wriggling
Horror inching through your cold insides
Nesting in your death
And I brought friends we'll multiply in time
Pearlescent maggots
Dwelling within dead flesh
With carrion I am obsessed
The Wereworms feast is
Deceased and so gluttonous
By putrefaction I'm possessed
Possessed
We creep
And we crawl
Through you
And I awaken each morning disheveled in bed
Returned from whence I came
But a dirt covered mess
It's insane
To have drilled through countless brains
And attempt to just maintain
As we look our children squarely in the face
I am the wriggling
Horror inching through your cold insides
Nesting in your death
And I brought friends we'll multiply in time
Pearlescent maggots
Dwelling within dead flesh
With carrion I am obsessed
The Wereworms feast is
Deceased and so gluttonous
By putrefaction I'm possessed
We creep
And we crawl
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