Pale Forest
Mother Cocoon
Nestled up inside chrysalis is warm Feeding in my hive, soon I will be gone But, years have gone by and the walls are still to strong Embraced in claustrophobic care Safe, and with my belly full I face each day with glee cause this will be the day when she might set me free And when the walls still won't give in I slowly start to dread that for another night or two cocoon must be my bed Squirming worms inside Chrysalis is worn old man in his hive, permanent unborn The walls are cracked, the egg is hacked but now I am to weak I can't get out through paper walls Safe, and with my belly full each day I twist and bend cause this will be the day when everything will end
From Letras Mania