Valley Of The Kings

It's raining again and the earth is drunk water
It staggers and wretches and solid ground
Becomes flowing river
Expired trees collapse in the torrent
Ancient, withered branches churning in the savage flow

The high ground can't be taken
When the hills are submerged
The dead can't rest when the earth
Rejects their tombs

A flash of lightning reveals a hellish sight
Thousands of bodies awash in the tide

Shut it off
Shut it off
Ears bleeding and reddened hands...
Shut it off

Silence

Disembodied heads, hearts, and arms
Rotten jaws flapping in phantom song