Crisis

Story of water stronger than a manTown crier: day of the dam!More than a hundred years agoThe flood raged on fast and coldSmashed barrels and broken chestsBridgework carried along to restCrisis; cry sisterCrisis; cry sisterIt's been real; it's been nice sisI can't help with your crisisC. Graves riding double speedClear the factories you all must fleeOne in a panic turned to face the waveRaised his arms; met his fateStill in the riverbed you can seeThe broken pieces of potteryCry sis; cry sisterCry sis; cry sisterYes, I'm gonna miss your kissBut i can't go on like thisI AM A TRIBAL CHIEFMY NAME DISORDERFLESH AND BLOODA TANGO FLOODThe antichrist is sleeping