Under my skin
Worms of consciousness live.
Feel my pain,
I can't stop this!
They swarm,
They spawn a web of thoughts.

It itches under the bones
Of my skull,
I can't sleep with that!

The wind outside is whispering suicide songs...
As night lasts, these songs become
The only hearable sound.
The feeling of abomination
To everything I have done.
Sick, infected, wounded mind...
No more can I hear my own cry.
Staring at all these bloodstains.
The rhythm of life feels paralyzed...
Countless hours spent on fighting yourself,
Countless nights spent in horror.

I live with my worms,
I sleep with my worms.
They gnaw me on cold nights,
They gnaw my dead roots.

They swarm under my skin
While I sleep in cold nights...
All worms eat a piece of me
And I live like a dry tree.

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