Cry Omega

Suffocating pain of lines you cannot cross The words are seemingly so trivial, and yet so hard to say He's standing there, waiting for the coming storm to wash these streets away A tide to hit these coasts And here it comes Drops are piercing every inch of the glass The concrete's wearing thin As the structures collapse upon it Please tell me this is real The dead among the living The dead among the living Armies are useless as water descends The rich are looking for a shelter with the poor High in their tower, the masters are watching Over the damnation of their slaves They should've listened You should've listened And now we're all doomed This rain will last forever Washing away our sins Piercing the foundation Taking apart our shells Come beg for salvation Join us on our knees This rain will last forever Aboard this sinking ship