One, two, three, fourMotives changing day to day
The fire increases, masks decay
I look at the river, white foam floats down
The body's poisoned, gotta sit tightThe wait
The wait
The wait
The waitAfter wakening, silence grows
The screams subside, distortion shows
Mutant thoughts of bad mouthed news
It's just another birth of distorted viewsThe wait
The wait
The wait
The waitThe wait
The wait
The wait
The wait
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