Face down In a pool of oil Open, glistening Foolish dripping maw It's all personal As this silence grows, so does envyCentipede, crawl to the shadows Hide. Lose all your legs and learn the process Squirm SinkOnly the eyeless glowing grubs remain Sickly white Dying still Choir of weakened gasping I'll stay here nourishing my demons They don't let me eat It is distracting They want death So do IThey'll tell you this is how it has to be, Abandon hope and worship apathy
