Vermicide Paroles

I am emptier without

Bow down, servant
Free to appall
Marks the thinner, lashing terminal


When I became a larvae you fed me from your plate
Now my slouch is nervous sinking by the face
Wrinkled by this gravel
Skinless trace of time
Royal cobwebs probably in your cheap and brittle side
My glands admit this carnage
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Bow down, servant
Free to appall
Marks the thinner, lashing terminal
The salted stitch his patient waiting to engulf
His plasma filled his hoax pretending to be us

Embalming all the fluids, I must, I must
I prefer to burn them, I must, I must

Bow down, servant
Free to appall
Marks the thinner, lashing terminal