Water

Sometime Sunday

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I hear you drowning in the ocean of all time and space, and you're dying today.

I can feel the mountains crumble.
I can see the sky turn red.
I can feel the hosts of heaven calling me up when i'm dead.

I ask you why? you deny the purple sky, the birds on high,
The evil lie, that you will die. yes, you will die.

I can feel the mountains crumble.
I can see the sky turn red.
I can feel the hosts of heaven calling me up when i'm dead.

You will die. yes, you will die.