Made Of Storm

I am the flood
Who drags the dirt
And lives on it
Survives through it

She is the soil
Wed to my flirt
And rots with it
And rots with it

I am the flood
Who purifies
I guess you'd call me
The Lord of Lies

When I'm inside her
Feels like she's made of stone
Feels like she's made of stone
When I'm inside her
Feels like she's made of stone
Feels like she's made of stone

I am the flood
Who likes the dirt
And sleeps with it
And dreams with it

She is the soil
Wed to my flirt
She rots with it
She rots with it

When I'm beside her
Feels like she's made of stone
Feels like she's made of stone
When I'm beside her
Feels like she's made of stone
Feels like she's made of stone

I am the flood
Who purifies
She doesn't know she's fucking
With the Lord of Lies

When I'm beside her
Feels like she's made of stone
Feels like she's made of stone
When I'm beside her
Feels like she's made of stone
Feels like she's made of stone

When I'm beside her (Beside her stone)
When I'm beside her (Beside her stone)
When I'm beside her (Beside her stone)
When I'm beside her (Beside her stone)
When I'm beside her (Beside her stone)
When I'm beside her (Beside her stone)