Open all the windows and let the cold air in
The infection grows like a child
Send for the messenger to take the first shot
Sharp words cut deeper when the needle is hot
Burning through my system I can feel the heat
The tide of retrogression has taken his seat
You don’t have to bow down
To the monster on a throne
Hoping for a reason to breathe a little deeper
The stain is spreading wild
Wading through the shallow end of life is safe
'Till you get pounded by an angry tidal wave
Fire in the ocean
Fire in the sea
Cold blue water is burning me
To find the antidote you must look within
Look at yourself decompiled
Break down the elements of the carnal mind
Following your instincts will leave you blind
Strapped to a table under halogen lights
The side effects no longer mild
The world is only what it seems to you
As you watch the red flow out into the blue
Fire’s in the ocean rising
Fire’s in the sea comprising
Cold blue water choking down and burns inside of me
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