Nailed to the bed of worms

You can't get away from your fate.
You can't live without your faith.
Death,
is the only thing we're sure in live.
Death,
is the final solution.

Living close to death.
Having your blood freezed.
Lying in a bed of worms,
rotting and agonizing in pain.

Maggots,
under your skin.
Worms,
devouring your flesh.
Suffocated,
on your blood.
Eaten,
by the starving ones.

Nailed to the bed of worms.
Worms sucking your brain and guts.
Death,
is your only savior.