The Watermaker

Lyrics

Blessing of dominance No water left for the rest Withered, the seven seas Please God, help us please Oceans fading away All life now turns to grey He's somewhere locked all alone God protect his soul No water left, no, no! Feeling bereft But he won't regret, he won't no,no! Now deserts devouring From seas to ashes The maker will keep it all On dust we crawl Forever devouring the seeds of masses And through the oblivion he reigns untouched A golden chalice of greed Full of water it is Snatched from our sweat and despair Change is in the air Secluded oasis of lies They can't be reached, all the cries He's the death of the soul Matter now is all Makes our lives go dry The watermaker