Cry Omega - Marina

Suffocating pain of lines you can not 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