Curl up like worm
Sleep in the darkest dirt
Harvest turns to gray
The fruit will now decay
Learn to decompose the
Worries and the woes

Your soul is splintered
Shelter inward

Now is the time to feast
On the fruits of the dark

Do you stay above the ground
When winter rolls around
You won't find your home
Frozen like a stone
Curl up like worm
Sleep in the darkest dirt


Your soul is splintered
Shelter inward

Now is the time to feast
On the fruits of the dark