Lonnie is drowning in the fountain While the wolves prepare off in the surrounding mountains And this hum in the air And this death in the room It will pick us apart if we don't leave here soon These liars, killers, and evil men have collected the land and are in power again. You can hide under a rock or you can turn yourself in, But they are ruthless, hungry, and in power again. Lonnie is dead face down in the water. His bloated back grows red as the sun grows hotter. This town will drown everyone within it - our days are numbered and growing shorter by the minute. These liars, killers, and evil men have collected the land and are in power again. You can hide under a rock or you can turn yourself in, But they are ruthless, hungry, and in power again.