Glorified Worms

Everybody changes from birth Slowly we burrow right back in the dirt And that's, just, fine, for glorified worms The monsters that walk on two legs They flip our rocks and tear off our heads We're not quite sure why they treat us like this But we squirm and fly in the mouthes of fish God tell us why we must die........................like this Now the monsters that walk on two legs Aren't different than us in fact we're the same Both of us lack a sense of control As the monsters grab us right out from our holes God tell us why... we must die like this (That's just fine) Glorified worms