The Wait - Killing Joke

Motives changing, day to day

The fire increases, masks decay

I look at the river, white foam floats down

The body’s poisoned, got to sit tight

The wait

The wait

The wait

The wait

After wakening, silence grows

The screams subside, distortion shows

Mutant thoughts of bad mouthed news

Is just another birth of distorted views

The wait

The wait

The wait

The wait

The wait

The wait

The wait

The wait