I Am My Own
Dune Moss
4:18Curl up like worm Sleep in the darkest dirt Harvest turns to gray The fruit will now decay Learn to decompose the Worries and the woes Your soul is splintered Shelter inward Now is the time to feast On the fruits of the dark Now is the time to feast On the fruits of the dark Do you stay above the ground When winter rolls around You wont find your home Frozen like a stone Curl up like worm Sleep in the darkest dirt Your soul is splintered Shelter inward Now is the time to feast On the fruits of the dark Now is the time to feast On the fruits of the dark Now is the time to feast On the fruits of the dark Now is the time to feast On the fruits of the dark