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The crawling hear reeks

Like fungus from the soul

The prowling worm seeks

It's grace and its grief

Heart is sworn

And the worm, it licks

Tongue like thorns

And the spit burns holes

Heartworm

Hearworm

The fever aches

Grows with the tainted self

The sweat flows

And paints the inner hell

Heart is sworn and the worm, it licks

Tongue like thorns

Heart is sworn and worm, it licks

The spit burns holes

The fever aches

Grows with the tainted self

The sweat flows

And paints the inner hell

Heart is sworn and the worm, it licks

Tongue like thorns

Heart is sworn and worm, it licks

The spit burns holes