Cesium 137 - Atrophy lyrics

There's a wolf amongst us He wears my face Finding solace In the most fitting place Lake bound lady Do you enjoy my company? As we swim Beneath the tide With even symmetry What lies beneath Our tales of sorrow Take this chance For tomorrow... A cold wind Smooths the surface A half-life becomes a race Removes all perception Invoking as altered states We hold to form The cure and its disease As we swim Beneath the tide With even symmetry What lies beneath Our tales of sorrow Take this chance For tomorrow... There's a wolf Amongst us He wears my face Finding Solace Without a trace What lies beneath Our tales of sorrow Take this chance For tomorrow...