Lyrics Womb of the Worm - Skyclad

Womb of the Worm

Black hat stranger
As affluent as effluent
Hides behind his mirror shades and crocodile smile
Preying on the weak
The vulnerable and innocent
All things pure and virginal he will defile
Shepherd of a flock of black sheep
He knows his charges well
Their thirst for life is drowning
Down in his snow filled hell
They never die
In the womb of the Worm they lie
They never die
In the womb of the Worm they lie
Slaves to the only god they know
Drawn by the song of the cosmic diva
The lord of the flies is a dandy beau
King of the hill in the new Bohemia
Where does he come from, their redeemer?
Where does he dwell?
They never learn
What is the prize for the true believer?
Rotting away in the «Womb of the Worm»?
Death is the hand of a handsome stranger
He speaks, heads turn
Babes unaware of impending danger
Quickening death in the womb of the worm
They never die
In the womb of the Worm they lie
They never die
In the womb of the Worm they lie
At the gravesides of sad lonely children
Reason sits with a tear in her eye
Killed in their prime, tell me why were they taken?
It’s not them but the Worm that should die
Stabat Mater Dolorosa
A grieving mother’s sad refrain
Chasing dragons in the subway
To kill the time and ease the pain
«Don't be afraid, just take my hand
'cause life’s too short to be a bore
Try it once, you’ll understand
Why they keep coming back for more»
Form an orderly line outside death’s door
If you want to taste his sweet amnesia
He’s never short of clientèle
Though most of them die from a fatal seizure
Another mother cries to a chat show host
She speaks, my stomach churns
I hear how a young kid, now a young ghost
Died a sickening death in the womb of the Worm
They never die
In the womb of the Worm they lie
They never die
In the womb of the Worm they lie