who drags the dirt
  and lives on it
  She is the soil
  with whom I flirt
  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
  she is the soil
  with whom I flirt
  she rots within
  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