I am buried deep
kilometres beneath
yet too weak
one day I'll tie up your tongue
make you speak
hang you until you're hung

I am your disease
The devil you seek to please
I'm the pain you want to ease
a crawling sensation that won't cease

Who am I
Why, you still haven't guessed?
Haven't identified the slither behind your chest
It's too late for you to deny
Beware belie
sit still and wait
wait until you die