For it is we who are truly cursed,
Cursed to watch lives be wasted and burned,
****** dry by the mother of all storms.

It chills our bones,
***** out the marrow,
And turns us to stone.

We are the ****** ones,
The ones who they fear,
But it is they who we fear.

Death by stone,
Death by flame,
Death by anger,
Death always in vain.

The cursed look away,
The ****** look straight,
But in the end we are all the same.

I am the beggar,
I am the fool,
But I am one of my own.

I see with the eyes of the greedy,
I see with the eyes of the deprived,
They are one of the same,
Just like you and I,
Their lives go up in flame.

The water strikes next,
Kills the flame,
And leaves all at rest.

For it is we who are truly cursed,
Cursed to watch lives wasted and burned,
****** dry by the mother of all storms.