A slow crawl Into the hole This beast craves your flesh not your soul
A slithering twist And it is inside This beast will feed even though you have not yet died
Hordes of the crawling Come to feast Your body is now an amusement park
These visitors Will stay to play And wonet even leave after dark
As the maggots gather You know your end is near As the maggots crawl inside To die is no longer your biggest fearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
