Tombworld Testo

Erected is our temple grand on plagued ground in your mind.

Far from sunlight and deep within the womb of mother earth.
The moldy tombs. The dark, damp, rooms where we, deceased, are given
birth.
We praise the sick - the king of death. We salute the lord of germs.
Erected is our temple grand - the Temple of the Worms.

Inner Sanctum - Sanctum Sanctorum
Where flies do gather
The Temple of the Worms

Chime the Bells!
The Temple of the Worms