The seas overtaken with fire, men giving into their own desires.

The world wrapped up in itself, not even noticing truly what is wealth.

And I dont know what to do.

And Im waiting for you.

Wake up O sleeper, rise from the dead and Christ will shine on you.

Lay there no longer its time to arise and never go back through.

Scared of the thoughts, the way youre in, wanting to get out of this sin.

You look around and just feel walls, and cant get out of this eternal crawl.

And I dont know what to do.