The Drought - Dark Lotus

Look to the sky, ask

Why the sun is gone?

Why we grow strong?

Why you steady wilted on?

Where’s all the dust from?

Is it where the demon’s long?

Is this the hell, the Bible wants will come?

The end for some

The Lotus never pass or fade

Grow in shade or light

Climates always right

Never ever is an end in sight

I know your thirsty

Droughts done, you’re dirty

Corroded you eternally, and with the dust you blow away

No sun needed

No water needed, repeated, no water needed

The sea deeded moonlight, just to feed it

It blooms, blossoms, and flourishes, possible to encourage

Depressed, and discouraged, under moon rays they the purest

In a drought, I’m all about keepin' a consistent love flowin'

Mixed with the ultra violet rays, these pots, they keep growin'

I don’t need a moment, these crosses are the face, repel opponents

And reflect like a mirror, showin' true power

Now don' it

We don’t wanna

Bring the drought

We don’t wanna

Let them down

Lotus moves me, moonlight shines through

For all, amen, the sun’s comin' up

Which means the game’s over, sayonara, outta luck, fuck

My skin’s dryin' up

And starts to crack, ribs stickin' out my skin

Bones pokin' out my back

I’m steady losin' my vision, cause my eyes is sinkin'

Teeth fallin' out one by one, body rotten, stinkin'

Bones poppin' out they sockets, as I crawl to my tomb

The daylight’s killin me', rejuvenate with the next move

The sun beats on us for months

The once nourishing stem’s are withered down in the stumps

Leaves crack, like a vampire’s pale flesh

Tell me why the fuck are the God’s being so selfish?

Time moves slower than a slug across a hot rock

You hear the tick, but an hour passed before the tock

In this drought, all my seeds can do is pout

Thank God it don’t take rain, for a real lotus to sprout

I feel so dry today

It’s a one to cry for me

Feelin' like I might die, put a DL up high

Let the Black rain all come falling down on me

My garden’s wilted souls, some heartless, some emotional

But I hope you know that I get to grow

In front of moonlight, others individuals

Fuck residuals, I don’t need a God damn penny if my life ain’t felt

Just too many that could use my help

That’s all that matters, nothin' else

Not the stores, not the shelves

Not the women, not the wealth

Can’t ever change the drought I’m dealt

So sometimes, I cry for myself