I feel the ground crumble and water bleed Bags of grain must protect the deed Though river's straight and narrow The rising tide spells doom for all at river's side Clinging upon the gallows above her waves You and I both were sliding down The water's running faster, give up your self And we'll be praised for what we've done Beneath the tides, there is nothing left of us See our bodies glide Beneath the waves, our cities become our graves Feel our souls divide Bring us the floods, wash us from this earth Succumb to the tide Our time has come Antediluvian