Text: Cadaver. Heartworm.
The crawling heart reeks
Like fungus from the soul
The prowling worm seeks
Its grace and its grief
Heart is sworn
And the worm, it licks
Tongue like thorns
And the spit burns holes
Like fungus from the soul
The prowling worm seeks
Its grace and its grief
Heart is sworn
And the worm, it licks
Tongue like thorns
And the spit burns holes
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