.[Verse 1]
Mother tell me, why do the waters make us sick?
Who bleeds the heavens making the clouds rain pestilence?
Dropping fever, like manna from the morning sky
Gather your children and hold them as they die
Panic humming in the palm of my hand
Silent vectors injecte.
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