pray to the fire

cause water has come

pray to the east

where the traveler is from

dine with their mind

and in time reaid their soul

for a bottomless heaven

is a topless hole

all the loving you see

it comes from me

a spectre of thee

deluge water 

washing the tide with your blood

where at last is the fire

when will we rid of this flood

sitting alone

at the top of a hill

gazing around

to see water take fill

drying your eyes

of the saltwater tears

trying to stop

this teardrop that appears

all the loving you see

it comes from me

a spectre of thee

deluge fire

boiling the ocean with cheer

empty the basin of water

now we can live without fear