Opened your mouth in salvation to a monsoon that passed
aLittle did you know it was acid rain
Now you serve the demands of the fungus to thrive
She's got you by the balls and by the brain
Simmer forth as I tell you of the Cordyceps and its infiltration, and hypnotized death
A creature so small causes harm so great,
Seizing control and leading your soul astray
You begin to rot with the stink of shit and asparagus piss,
You wander drunk to your new guest's desired crecifice
You idle to her image, fold to her support, molding yourself to the mold
The moment of realization comes tragically late as you awaken to find yourself cramped into a corner of her cave
But you can't lift a foot, you can't even turn your head,
Her fruiting crown blossoms from your slow soggy death
I have seen you like a wolf leading your path
But an infection took hold turning your fur to fleece
Now you've been walked off and have a long way back
Because the weaker parts of you are one hell of a leash
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