The Box
Corey Taylor
They come out of nowhere
They show all the signs
Convenient and mortal
Without any reason, they run
'Til they run out of time
And in our confusion
You feel for the betrayed
It's a murder of seasons
The gathered have barely begun
Time enough to be afraid
All the while you're dying
Be careful who you know
All the friends are smiling
Come on, enjoy the show
Only while you're dying do you ever really know
'Cause all the eyes are smiling
Take a breath, enjoy the show