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Was it the see that roared, or the mighty thunder,
Under the sky, I saw a sign of fear and hunger.
I want my revenge, said he, I want it right,
I want my ire to burn bright, even in the freaking night.

I walked days, under the sun, waiting for the night.
Shallow seas turned to dust, and the desert flood.
I am the God of retribution, came a voice from the high,
Flood is nothing new to me, nor the fury of the sea.

They say they don't care, we can rebuild the cities,
But I am the God who made you, I can take what you see.
Where is your faith in times of trouble, broods of viper,
Where is your fear in times of joy, when the fruits are ripe.