Lyrics

Why does it fall, where does it end
Where does it come from, where has it been
What does it look like, is it decay
One of his faces will find you one day

What is it waiting for, how can it win
How will it find me, when the stinger slides in
What does it sound like, can I smell it at all
All of his faces continue to call

Does it disturb you, mysterious wind
Does it control you, cut you within
Is it defeated, by the blood engine
Where all of his faces, silenced again

What do you think it means
What do you think it means
What do you think it means
What do you think it means