The RiverI went walkin' along the river,lookin' for a little peace of mind,fate turned out to be a real soulbeater,'cus peace was the one thing I'd never find.I found the waters of the river runnin' thick with blood,I found the banks of the river a crusty red mud,I found hatred so thick you could taste the air,but I couldn't find peace......anywhere.As I walked farther in, it was like a dream,writhin' and crawlin' like a thing alive,I could hear the wounded moan and the dying scream,in a place where only death can survive.I found the waters of the river runnin' thick with blood,I found the banks of the river a crusty red mu