Wade in the water and trudge through the sand Corrupted marsh, poisonous land Stuck in the mire, bit by the flies Cut by the briars, choked by the vines Ooh, haunting calls, shapes in the fog, somewhere within Beat by the bayou, a meal for the crows Dragged under water, a corpse in repose Cut deep by the briars, plagued and diseased Stuck deep in the mire, entombed in the trees Ooh, haunting calls, shapes in the fog, somewhere within Wade in the water and trudge through the sand Corrupted marsh, poisonous land Stuck in the mire, bit by the flies Cut by the briars, choked by the vines Ooh, haunting calls, shapes in the fog, somewhere within