Full Worm Garden - KMFDM

A token left with judgement a memento left ajar

A secret never wanted death defying little charms

How to defend pretend selective piss-away so long neglected

pretty-frozen underground from above the odor leering

Pass the meat from which I stink of All those tethered whether-wise

A blood stain all the wiser desperation kicks the stool

A little bruise to lose demure a staple cut and dry

In the sink dissection decimation is the rule

In determining direction acting agent act the fool

Pass the meat from which I stink of Putrid helping kept inside

Tincture Warning Second cousin to the new invention

Addictive so charming second only to a forced unfusion

Tincture of lead be said with no remorse full of confusion

Wish to enjoy this weightlessness lay me out full worm garden

A prick upon the finger looking back like hacking through

To develop in the mixture of a portion of a view

The distant elevation of a faded wicked high

Divination ask a question of a spirit for a thing you used to hide

Pass the meat from which I stink of Passed out serving on the side

From the meat I’m suffocating

Cutting from the bone to hide

A noose-knit put on sweater tie it up around the arm

Looks to grip along the trigger down the barrel of a gun

Assume today a game to play cardboard house in dissaray

Tremble little joker think dig it deep don’t be afraid…