Echolyn - My Dear Wormwood lyrics

My Dear Wormwood I'm pleased with your progress I hear your patient is feeling doubt and is slipping He's falling from grace at a nice even pace My Dear Wormwood I'm delighted to hear Your patient's made some new friends We've checked them they're all clear They're worldly, intelligent, and cynically secure My Dear Nephew don't hurry your patient You may awaken him to his real position Let him think that his actions don't matter at all The infernal police have informed me You're patient's leaning towards the other side You've got to bring us back some food Wormwood Or become food yourself I've enclosed a booklet for incentive On the new "House of Corrections for Incompetent Tempters" You'll find every page to be far from dull And in a moment you've let a soul slip through your fingers I can hear the howl of sharpened famine For it's loss echoes on and on through the kingdom of noise There was a clearing of his eyes And he knew what you had in him We now have nothing! Oh the degradation of it! My Dear Wormwood My Dear Dear Wormwood I think the high command will give me a piece of you I feel anxious to see you, I long to embrace you Poppet fool, hunger drool Ravenous for swine infernal Forever damned serve your sentence In eternal hell!