[The Midnight Gospel] Bow Down To The Worms (Türkçe çeviri)

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Death makes a meal of us all
Into the depths you'll fall
To the worms
Your coffin is like a wet bar
No matter how rich or how poor you are
You're walking on the ground
And the worms are not found
They put you in a big black box
And cover you up with dirt and rocks
All goes well for about a week
Until your coffin begins to leak
The worms crawl in
The worms crawl out
In your belly and out your snout
They eat the jelly between your toes
They eat the memory of all you have known
They eat your heart
They eat your soul
It's the dawning of the end of the world

Bow down to the worms

~Enjoy