Lurk of the Worm

The proverbial king of kingdom falls
Up to the museum
Duty calls

Greatly entertained
Then blacked out just like that
The analysts smoked
Camels in full silence

In days of promise
A slim-o-possum

Come
Come crawling
A town blushing
In the hot hour

Right then
The devil be honest
No questions
I dearly love the monster

But the proverbial king of kingdom falls

Massive
Dead
And very straight up

In the seat of the heart
Is the lurk of the worm
In the seat of the heart
Is the lurk of the worm