The Last Flood

Another day in the city of pain Sharing the life of the mad and insane I'm closing my ears in awe of the scenes I cover my ears in fear of their screams and I'm waiting The day does not end and so does the night that covers the streets in darkness and fright I'm staying awake while the city sleeps watching the low life, the pimps and the creeps And I'm waiting waiting in vain and I'm waiting for the cleansing rain And I'm praying praying in vain and I'm praying for the cleansing rain And when I look up I can't see the sky Storm-bringing clouds are piling up high pouring red rain, forming pools of blood bringing redemption of the last flood