Let me tell you about a story of a flood
The water was deathly, it took everyone's blood
Chilled everyone's skin, all were as pale as death
Not one person took a breath
Winter hums her tune
Now these people are trapped under ice, only to see the blue moon
This is a poem, it's a tale
Now, again, not one person is left not pale
Not every word makes a sound
You think those people underwater screaming bound
Were heard
No. Not one word
These people are an anchor on my soul
These people need to give back my heart the stole
Now no one could have stopped the downpour
The only thing that exist is the ocean floor