Worms Lyrics

One hundred times

The fault, it lies with me discovering death

And in the worms, we writhe and squirm

For we recall in our beds

A find, a flame, the focused remains

Of all we saw with our eyes

But cry in pain, for Autumn's to blame

For the next penny will die

One hundred foes

The worms, they go, to fight the lingering taste

Metallic host of tubes, a ghost

We spite the friends that we make

A find, a flame, the focused remains

Of all we saw with our eyes

But cry in pain, for Autumn's to blame

For the next penny will die

A find, a flame, the focused remains

Of all we saw with our eyes

But cry in pain, for Autumn's to blame

For the next penny will die