The water's rising and breaching the shore
The wind is roaring like never before
Houses are drifting like paper boats
Towns are sunk and bodies float
The morning sun wakes to total destruction
Began by the Almighty's instruction
Arsonists' burns are blazing a path
Set by the one's who climb through the aftermath
It's a sad day when angels fall
Ruined by the sky, the sun burned them all
Whispers in the wind tell a different tale
All of them broke on through to watery hell
Millions of gallon ten stories tall
The moon rises like the midnight rising sun
It reveals to us all the ignorance of the young
The raging waters cannot wash away the stain
Tears shed by the innocent turns into a bloody rain
What will happen to them on when judgment comes
Will they stand or will they run?
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