Mork Gryning

[music: Goth/Aeon lyrics: Goth]
A deformed minds illusion, mouldering his senses, depraves his thoughts
A deformed minds illusion, controlling his senses, controlling his thoughts
I know what you fear
That fear is sanity
The black worm crawls up his cortex
Thoughts no longer sufficient, the parasite must feed
The black worm crawls up his cortex
Controlling his thoughts, controlling his deeds
The worm feeds on thoughts, feeds on lust, feeds on will, feeds on life
A deformed minds corrosion, trapped and bound to a prison of flesh
A deformed minds pollution, a wraith of insanity, a decomposing mesh
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