We shall see
We shall see
We shall see
What we need
We shall heat rising to the top
We shall see what's already going
Isn't easy to stop
We shall see
We shall see hallucinations
We shall see seven trumpets spray
Molten ash, pestilence and boils
We shall see what happens
When the rats come out to play
Don't hold your breath
Just breath fire
Love's blistering heat
And my desire
A steaming moat
Built round a funeral pyre
Take morning swim
As we watch the sun go higher
We shall see infestications
Frightened tree frogs
Dropping from the sky
Fallen angels
In wart containers
Splat! Sticky sweet on the street
And give a croak before they die
Don't lose your mind
Just conspire
And row your paddle-boat
Across the mire
Malicious grin spread thing as you retire
In your big, fat lawn chair
Watch them hang the town crier
We shall see
We shall see
We shall see
We shall see
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