waiting...

Motives changing,
day to day
The fire increases,
masks decayI look at the river,
white foam floats down
The bodys poisoned,
gotta 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
Its just another birth,
of distorted views
The wait
The wait
The wait