it will fucking consume me there is no space for anything else the day will come the earth stands still all of us will admit they've failed when the ground below will break away i want to be my own god but the faith is placed in someone else thats why we watch the false god raised this land is watering up in the tempest my hate goes deep like an ocean my hate is pure manifestation and the waters will rise clouds will darken the horizon the flood of the oncoming storm what do you expect of a fallen son each one of us will get down and there is nothing in this world that is built to last in the middle of this storm it will crash upon you and me i am willing to pay the debt i cant save me from myself i can at least unleash my wrath drown the feelings that we dwell our souls will be punished in hell the rain is calling in for now the beginning of a new age i wish it would rain on me to wash myself innocent and clean.