Great Flood by Detroit Leprechaun Lyrics

Planet full of sinners, banished to the ruins
The good have been gone so we’re lynching krab dinners
His onslaught of Bushmel’s fluids wrought a life with no winners
Then he retreated, now there’s no reason not to be undefeated
The world is mine, his denouncement a gift to our kind
The Packard factory is my shrine
The only way to stop me is from inside
Winter breezes nourish the blind, and they hang the dimes
The only authority is one’s impurity
When it reigns it poors, that’s the game

Don’t let them see you’re weak