Wait
There's something up ahead
I've seen its claws
I can see the marks it left
Well fed and eating with a thousand hands.
This coma of factory and bars won't last.
It's numbing power and its never-ending winding heart.
So climb what you can before it's gone
And always carry in your lungs
The prettiest voice from drowning as you drag this swamp
Cause the smell will stay with you for so long
The past can only stretch for so long
The last can only stretch
So long, so long, so long
So we wait
Until it's overhead
Until the sky falls and the sun takes us all.