I gaze upon the water
Flowing undefined
The limit of mankind
Is knowing when to exist
I see the light
It's glowing upon me
I cannot fight
Against His godly lure
Don't let them touch me!
They are unclean!
Do not help the wicked
But let them wither
Let them wither
Hang their corpses
From a pole
In the central courtyard
Let their souls cascade
Through the storm