Lurk of the Worm

The proverbial king of kingdom falls
Up to the museum
Duty calls
Greatly entertained
Then blacked out just like that
The analysts smoked
Camels in full silence
In days of promise
A slim-o-possum
Come
Come crawling
A town blushing
In the hot hour
Right then
The devil be honest
No questions
I dearly love the monster
But the proverbial king of kingdom falls
Massive
Dead
And very straight up
In the seat of the heart
Is the lurk of the worm
In the seat of the heart
Is the lurk of the worm