I am the flood who drags the dirt
and lives on it survives through it
She is the soil with whom I flirt
and rots with it, and rots with it.
I am the flood who purifies
I guess she calls Me the Lord of Lies.
When I'm inside her
feels like she is
made of Storm.
I am the flood who likes the dirt
and sleeps with it and dreams with it
she is the soil with whom I flirt
she rots within, she rots within.
When I'm inside her
feels like she is
made of Storm.
I am the flood who purifies
She does not know she's fucking with the Lord of Lies.
when I'm inside her
feels like she is
made of Storm.
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