The Host

It grows.
A savage thing, unravelling.
It knows,

It flows.
From savage sting in veins travelling.
It grows.

Incubate.
Incubate.
Inside you, it gestates.

It grows.
A savage thing, unravelling.
It knows.

It flows.
From savage sting in veins travelling.
It grows.

The organism does not save.
Any which way’s the most.
It kills the host.
It kills the host.
It kills the host.
It kills the host.
You are the host.

Incubate.
Incubate.
Inside you, it gestates,

The more it takes, the more it craves.
In this game you’re the prey, a ghost.
It kills the host.
It kills the host.
It kills the host.
It kills the host.
You are the host.

What a shocking display.
They had their way
Interlocking names and pain.
What a shocking display.
Interlocking names and pain.
The organism does not save.
Any which way’s the most.
It kills the host.
It kills the host.
It kills the host.
It kills the host.
You are the host.

Incubate.
Incubate.
Incubate.
Incubate.