You're losing consciousness
at your affairs
you're tryin to inhale
but there's no air
your thoughts keep running from you
leaving a void
of gall and poisoned torture
so deep inside


this worm keeps crawling
you feed it at best
it doesn't give up growing
until you rest

you can't hear them calling
the voices in your head
marching through your mind and body
ordering you to dread
you like the taste of boiling blood
a real adrenaline rush
extincting flares of rage with torment
makes you become a lush

this worm keeps crawling
you feed it at best
it doesn't give up growing
until you rest

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