after me, the flood
Singer:armored saint
help me write these words down
i'll write a great song to die to
cause my days are numbered
and it's certain that i'm gonna drag you
i don't plan on going alone
i need a friend like a typhoid mary
we'll walk with a goose step
with vigor and might that's scary
bid farewell to a world i can't live in
and found pride was paper thin
i wish it had more of and impact
cause faith ain't helping
to rid the apes on my back