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
Its 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 the 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 we wait until it's overhead
Until the sky falls and the Sun takes us all
