Created by a bad character …
Something was born – it shouldn’t have.
Against nature, against all life.
Balthasar laughs and releases them.

Deep in the underground of time
Looking for vengeance and might
Violent flesh, demons of modern times.
No chance for a hereafter.

The metal of dominion is their aim.
To be found at the heart of the Earth.
The way is long, their power’s [bad word] 
Mother Earth begins to die.

Like maggots in rotten meat
They trawl the Earth.
There is no protection, no end in sight.
Balthasar’s triumph is near.

Bridge:
Creeping and Crawling
Collecting and digging
Wherever they roam
Time stands still
Nature cries
Mother Earth dies
The grave of us all.......

Refrain:
Black Worms
- Balthasar’s answer
Black Worms
- Stop them
Black Worms
- The fight for [bad word] Black Worms
But nobody can win .....