Dieth Not

by Worms

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    Written and directed by Harriet Vincent with music by Worms this silent era styled film follows the paranormal journey of a man in a eerily haunting world. This is a limited set of ten digital video disc each one comes with bonus footage, surprises, and is hand numbered.

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released November 2, 2012

Harriet Vincent - Guitar Drums Organ Saw Trombone Voice
Zephyrene Omega - Trumpet

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Track Name: Into the Gate, Behold a Pale Horse
I see the tide is burning
the stars just keep on turning
I took all I could take
I got caught up in my mistake
I can not understand
I don't know where I am
I don't know who you are
Track Name: What Once Was
You once looked good from where I stood pushing straight back to the crater's edge Stop tipping your scales with that cloud of dust it's just time and a half till the marrow burst
PLEASE
Don't break your nails clawing at the earth digging from your coffin 'cause the bugs really hurt
You had nothing to fear when they bit your throat, tighten the belt so blood won't flow
The judge passed sentence on your victimless crimes setting fire to the face of the man with three eyes
Pulling your hair as you twist and shout, the blood soaked nuns caused you to loose doubt
Unexpected rise of the tidal waves gives salt-water fish a new terrain, and when it crashed down with the power built up it can knock a man down like a shot in the guts.
WORMS WIGGLE IN YOUR SPINE THERE IN YOUR MIND BUT YOU USE TO BE A FRIEND OF MINE WORMS WIGGLE IN YOUR SPINE THERE IN YOUR MIND BUT YOU USE TO BE A FRIEND OF MINE
Track Name: Poisonous
YES, I could be a lie or maybe some sad sacrifice and guess what its no surprise I could be the thing that you despise and, There's a spell on me it's spelling out most miseries left alone on a molten sea I'd melt myself with mysteries
CAN YOU DIE CAUSE I CAN DIE
Why's it hard to understand there's no damn place for modern man and, I try to fade away you concentrate I dissipate, and you know it's true I don't believe in you and Hell, I know its poisonous but I don't mind that hue of blue
CAN YOU DIE CAUSE I CAN DIE
Track Name: Black Marmalade pt.1
You are just fading away
Turning back into clay
You can't comprehend what I say,
when I say,
Bodies are rolling black marmalade's chosen a sultry dead mistress who cursed us then kissed us while standing on turnstiles her teachings are so vile
They make me understand
There's no hope for modern man
In this dark and forsaken land
No glitter of glimmer of glam
But,
Bodies are falling black marmalade's calling out spacing arrivals of Atlas's rival who fell from the arrow of basted bone marrow
He cuts you to the core
You respond by asking for more
Filling black cups with red gore
Loving the spoils of blitzkrieging war
And,
Bodies are rotting black marmalade's spotting a new type of ballroom that's built from the dew-gloom of green clad young ladies who dwell in the hazy
Cloud riddled atmosphere
Filling our minds eye with rumors and fears
of Horrible things drawing near
But look at us now we're mechanical gears
And,
Bodies are growing black marmalade's flowing out fading eye sockets cast out from the lockets of frogs eating daydreams backlashed from the wave-beams,
Baphomet's looking at you
Denying the God that you choose
and the Ouiji board tells the truth
when it says,
Bodies are rolling black marmalade's chosen a striking dead fellow with eyes glowing yellow built out of the land mines and seemingly broke spines
Cussing the fable of fame
Your body got lost in the game
The Devil knowns your name
When It rolls off your tongue your brain goes insane
Track Name: Black Marmalade pt.2
I wash myself in the blood you shed when you sold your soul to the chemical's plans lying in the mud as you breath goodnight moths follow the flames so snuff the light
I'd hold the knife up to my throat and pry to hell that the demons evoke all the pain of death was not worth life, a bullet in a glass and a bowl of rice
I wipe my mouth from the blood you shed as your brains oozed out of the hole in your head backed into a corner and trying to fight I'll deny your corpse it's burial right
Track Name: Seven Silver Bullets
She shot seven silver bullets in the heart of the full moon dancing with the devil on a broken wooden spoon autumn leaves are falling and the ground is wet with dew seven silver bullets in the heart of a full moon
Hammering a nail through the shadow of my head sleeping in the bathtub while the serpent's in my bed pretty cemetery where my bones and soul are kept wormwood is on fire but the star's aren't falling yet.
Seven silver bullets in the heart of the full moon dancing with the devil on a broken wooden spoon autumn leaves are falling and the ground is wet with dew seven silver bullets in the heart of a full moon
Track Name: Black Marmalade pt.3
Hands, on my neck what the hell could you expect from an angle in satan's choir, bones, and guts, and bruises, and cuts, with the blood of desire
So I say please don't inform me it's a dream, don't with your tongue conspire cause black marmalade is waiting to invade and leave you ashes and fire
So kill me tenderly hold my mouth so I can't breath
Kill me tenderly cut me up so I can bleed
Track Name: Bury Me Under the Cherry Tree
I can't wait to spend eternity where all the God's abandon me
When I die I'll go to Hell to the lord below and his angles
Burning lakes of molten flame sell your soul curse your God's name
The sins I've done I don't regret because Satan can't find a fitting punishment
There's weeping moaning and gnashing of teeth fire licks my soul for eternity
But sometimes I feel like Persephone, Wanting the cold embrace of my sweet Hades
So when I'm buried in the ground I'll mosey a few more miles down to where monsters, demons, and the devil dwell,
my home sweet home in burning Hell
MY HOME SWEET HOME IN BURNING HELL
MY HOME SWEET HOME IN BURNING HELL
MY HOME SWEET HOME IN BURNING HELL