Floods

A dead issue Don't wrestle with it Deaf ears are sleeping A guilty bliss, so inviting (let me in) Nailed to the cross I feel you, relate to you, accuse you Wash away us all Take us with the floods Then throughout the night, they were raped and executed Cold hearted world Your language unheard of The vast sound of tuning out The rash of negativity is seen one sidedly Burn away the day The nervous, the drifting, the heaving Wash away us all Take us with the floods Then throughout the day mankind played with grenades Cold hearted world And at night they might bait the pentagram Extinguishing the sun Wash away man Take him with the floods Die