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The thick blackened waters make it too easy to drown

A wave; their choke-worthy hands
act as a noose around your naive-stricken throat

inevitably your lungs will fill
taking in grand amounts of the salty hatred

And you'll cough your prayers and pleas
For a twisted forgiveness of your humanistic ways

But the savior you once were familiar with
Has left you questioning His ways

Now you're handed with an introspective survival
Alone you will survive and alone you will parish