Oh Lord, here comes rouge wave.
Fills the Lungs with cries for help.
Why do you look for shift, fellow?
Don´t stay longer in this cave!
The flood will make you pulp!
I get your child in my arms mellow.
So we standed in blood and flesh,
waited for another way, another bay,
but no island for survive was for us.
We are still standing here in mesh,
the wave rolled over this tray.
We do not know how it happened to us.
Oh Lord, when will come the next cathartic flood?
So we get ready in cooled flesh and frozen blood .