Today the ghost appears in front
Demanding change to the lost soul
The frozen ocean just emerged
Causing conflicts and disperse
Nobody knows and you still
Not under control
Bringing the trash from the city
Of the big floods
The highway didn't go up in smoke
Finding the limit, it was for sure
Slow end was coming to all
The grass was burning till dust
Nobody knows and you still
Not under control
Bringing the trash from the city
Of the big, of the big, of the big floods
The highway didn't go up in smoke
Finding the limit, it was for sure
Slow end was coming to all
The grass was burning till dust
Nobody knows and you still
Not under control
Bringing the trash from the city
Of the big, of the big, of the big floods