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