Whatcha gonna whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna whatcha gonna say? Whatcha gonna whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna whatcha gonna say? Whatcha gonna whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna whatcha gonna say? Whatcha gonna whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna whatcha gonna say? Vultures waiting still A thousand plagues have cursed these hills In a watch tower collapsed face plated I'm ill The thousand fret sprayed loaded for decay On this unholy morning on my death decade I saw your headless king galloping A pale stallion changeling A black sand whale turned this desert into a sea Three men standing, only one on his knees Poison this tree with this last symphony