Lyrics March Of The Worms - Hackneyed

March Of The Worms

Near
Too close to flee
Too choked to be
Protecting from their crushing machinery
Machinery
March of the worms
Slowly they’re perforate my
March of the worms
Slowly they perforate my corpse
Eating you
Eating me
Until theirs nothing left to
If maggots nibble on my face
I’ll maybe recognize the march of the worms
March of the worms
Near
Too close to flee
Too choked to be
Protecting from their crushing machinery
Machinery
March of the worms
Slowly they’re perforate my
March of the worms
Slowly they perforate my corpse
Eating you
Eating me
Until theirs nothing left to
If maggots rampage in my ears
I will eventually hear the march of the worms
March of the
Of the worms
If maggots nibble on your face
If maggots rampage in your ears
I will eventually hear the
I’ll maybe recognize the march
Worms