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The Black Dahlia Murder

The Wereworm's Feast

 

The Wereworm's Feast

(álbum: Verminous - 2020)


I can't stop these fetid compulsions, they're coming each night
By the moon I am transformed
Unspeakable horrors I've 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 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

It's insane
To have drilled through countless brains
And attempt just to 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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