The Worm is here!

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This is Wyrmlands

Population: you

Worm Country

This time

I know things are 'gonna get bad

Grab the women, make them make fast

To the tunnels with the children and the rats

This time

I know things are 'gonna be worse

Than the last time when they caught us

At St. Pancras, with our pants down, acting 'sus

Remy talked just like the others

And Tommy was the undercover

Some men are strong, some men are weak

The more they look, the less they see:

Livestock hanging from the cranes

Dancing dogs that talk like men

Talking of their higher needs

A woman's touch, a vulture's beak

I am god, a child

Cut by his own hands

With a scythe of rib

From the great Worm of our lands

This is Wyrmlands!

The ground just fell beneath my feet

And there I was, amongst the worms

I watched them as they ****ed each other

In the mud

And it felt just like looking in the mirror

For the first time in my life

I knew what I was and I cried

Why am I pink?! Why am I blind?!

Why do I writhe inside this body?!

Oh!

But if my childhood me

Would bear a grudge

For the man I grew up to be

Kill him - he knows too much

This is Wyrmlands mother****er!

And we don't do that **** round here

Not back in Wyrmlands -

Whisht! Lads, haad yor gobs

An Aa'll tell ye's aall an aaful story

Whisht! Lads, haad yor gobs

An' Aa'll tell ye 'boot the Worm