作词 : Ramsey, Walkyier
Black hat stranger - affluent as effluent 
Hides behind his mirror shades and crocodile smile 
Preying on the weak, the vulnerable and innocent 
All things pure and virginal he will defile. 
Shepherd of a flock of black sheep - he knows his charges well 
Their thirst for life is drowning down in his snow filled hell... 
They never die - in "the Womb of the Worm" they lie 
They never die - in "the Womb of the Worm" they lie. 
Slaves to the only god they know, 
Drawn by the song of the cosmic diva 
The lord of the flies is a dandy beau 
King of the hill in the new 
Bohemia Where does he come from, their redeemer 
Where does he dwell? (they never learn) 
What is the prize for the true believer? 
Rotting away in the "Womb of the Worm"? 
Death is the hand of a handsome stranger - (he speaks, heads turn) 
Babes unaware of impending danger - quickening dead in the "Womb of the Worm" 
They never die - in "the Womb of the Worm" they lie 
They never die - in "the Womb of the Worm" they lie. 
At the gravesides of sad lonely children 
Reason sits with a tear in her eye 
Killed in their prime - tell me why were they taken? 
It's not them but "the Worm" that should die. "Stabat Mater Dolorosa" - a grieving mother's sad refrain 
Chasing dragons in the subway, to kill the time and ease the pain. 
Words of "the Worm": "Don't be afraid - just take my hand 'cause life's too short to be a bore Try it once, you'll understand Why they keep coming back for more." 
Form an orderly line outside death's door 
If you want to taste his sweet amnesia 
He's never short of clientele 
Though most of them die from a fatal seizure 
Another mother cries to a chat-show host (she speaks - my stomach churns) 
I hear how a young kid - now a young ghost 
Died a sickening death in "the Womb of the Worm." 
They never die - in "the Womb of the Worm" they lie 
They never die - in "the Womb of the Worm" they lie.