It's raining, so why do I feel paralyzed?
My options enforce consideration, private shelter or to bathe in nature's downpour
Waiting is natural
I will just wait this out
I am waiting indeed for that special cut, the one that can save me
Sweet serenity, this is your siren song
For the love of flesh, this one seems just too long
The rain is embedded in acid, the holy product of profane gods
I am bathing in fire