Wurm

Rusting
Burning
Yearning

Cry, lie, and...

Creep
Into your world
Down your spine
Into your head
Creep
I am the Wurm
Down your Spine
Lodged in the stem

I’m lost in your head
Trapped in your

I’m lost in your head
Trapped in your
I’m lost in your head
I'm trapped in your
I’m lost in your head

Images of lost faces peering through forgotten memory
Scenes of familiar comforts trapped deep within the reel

The mind craves warm embrace of kind words
The love of conversation and closeness of soul
Banished to a box of ice and chrome
A yearning for the fires of old

Scenes of love projected onto further and further walls
A mouth cries out with no words

The muffled cry remained unheard
To wonder back into the dream of perfect domesticity
The mind institutionalized
By the perceived perfection of the one

Why do I still wait for you
I find myself waiting here for you
Why do I still wait for you

See I’m cursed and bound and tied to your soul
The Wurm creeping through your soil
Tunnel the spine, eating the hole
Lodged in the stem

Creep
Into your world
Down your spine
Into your head
Creep
I am the Wurm
Down your Spine
Lodged in the stem

I’m locked in your head