Subworld
From: Old Stuff
About This Song
The Worms are coming for You.
They swarm, about The City, under Your Feet.
You are nothing to Them. They will absorb You. They will carry You off.
You hear Their rumbling approach. The People (around You) will, probably, never see You again.
The Worm thunders closer, shaking The Ground.
Yet, Your worry is: that It will be late!