I was running out of time
Running out of light
Running out of life
The sun will set despite everything we think we know
Time will end, suspended in the unknown
I got on that boat knowing I'd drown everyone on board
Death was mine to give
But never yours to demand until that damned leviathan
Nineveh I was gonna fill your streets with blood
Blot you out
A small salt mound
Like Sodom and Gomorrah
But I was relegated to the shade of weak heart
You ripped out the last page before the ink had dried
What a fool you made of me
What a fool you've made
Are you a God or a ghost?