He Who Waits Here Is To Become Part Of The Mud

Give it up And slowly walk again Unfold I see a message of life In a dream he once had before And hiding inside It clearly reads He who waits here Will become part of the mud I saw eye to eye I understood the best I could Lay me on the floor And take me through the doors Give it up And slowly walk again It unfolds to me Unfold I see a message of life In a dream he once had before And hiding inside It clearly reads He who waits here will become part of the mud Part of the mud I see a message of life In a dream I once had before And hiding inside It clearly reads If I wait here I'll become part of the mud