Lookin'
  At the world go
  Trying to understand
  Electric wind blowin' like
  A demon fan
  Or a symphony of hatred
  Blowin angst
  Off an immaculate stage
  How tranquil is an ocean
  Before a storm
  Like a silent play
  
  Chanting thunder
  Dance naked and I feel
  So wired
  It's a personal voodoo
  Runnin' through my veins
  Like blood
  With inhibition long gone
  and no real sense
  of space or time
  A weird vibration
  Don't know my right
  From wrong
    Rain will fall
  
  Poetry in motion
  Both rolling
  Both getting me high
  A shiver went through me
  A tidal wave
  I only felt inside
  It's an animal instinct
  That takes us over
  And we must survive
  
  Four brothers make the mother
  Four brothers form as one