Flood (исполнитель: Tool)
[bad word] the water. All I knew and all I believed are [bad word] images that no [bad word] me. I scramble to reach higher ground some order and sanity or something [bad word] me. So I take what is mine and hold what is mine suffocate what is mine and bury what's mine. Soon the water [bad word] and claim what is mine. I must leave it behind and climb to a new place now. This ground is not the rock I thought it to be. Thought I was high, and free. I thought I was there divine destiny. I was wrong. This changes everything. The water is rising up on me. Thought the sun [bad word] deliver me, but the [bad word] [bad word] to punish me instead. The ground is breaking down right under me. Cleanse and purge me in the water.