Worms Speak My Thoughts Now

Hell Calls Me

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Worms Speak My Thoughts Now

[Intro – whispered, reversed vocals feel]
I think… I think I used to think…

[Verse 1]
There is a rot beneath my skull
Not pain—just something gradual
A choir nesting in my teeth
That hums beneath what I believe

My thoughts arrive in crawling lines
No longer mine, no longer mine
They wriggle through my synapse wire
And rewrite what I desire

[Pre-Chorus]
I tried to scream inside my mind
But something answered in my spine

[Chorus]
The worms speak my thoughts now
They speak louder than I ever was
They wear my voice like stolen skin
And call it what I’ve always been
The worms speak my thoughts now
No god, no self, no sacred vow
Just writhing truth beneath my brow
The worms speak my thoughts now

[Verse 2]
My memories decay in rows
Like buried sermons no one knows
Each recollection split and fed
To things that nest inside my head

They chew the light behind my eyes
And translate it into lies
That feel like truth, that feel like home
While I dissolve into their drone

[Pre-Chorus]
I used to think I had control
But something else is in my soul

[Chorus]
The worms speak my thoughts now
They chant in languages of me
They turn my silence into sound
And stitch it into blasphemy
The worms speak my thoughts now
They wear my name like broken crown
And every prayer I ever knew
Is something they have chewed right through

[Bridge – blackened atmosphere, tremolo riffs implied]
I am not host, I am not host
I am the soil that they love most
I am the echo they consume
I am the breath inside their tomb

And when I try to think alone—
They answer first. They are my tone.

[Breakdown – guttural, fragmented]
NOT ME
NOT ME
NOT ME
IT WAS NEVER ME

THEY THINK
FOR ME
THEY SING
THROUGH ME

[Final Chorus – layered harsh + clean despair]
The worms speak my thoughts now
And I forget what silence was
They turn my mind into a shrine
Where nothing human still aligns
The worms speak my thoughts now
I am the altar and the plow
They harvest everything I was
And call it “you” because they must
The worms speak my thoughts now

[Outro – fading, distorted whisper]
I think…
I think…
I don’t… think… anymore…