Flavor of Rain

Torrents of rain strike at my Soul

And flood my face,

Forcefully rushing down from the Heavens

Of disgrace.

The downpour of a Demon

Is unleashed.

In desperation, I gasp for Air

In the Devils Deluge, that won't cease.

And it


And I


And now Tears,

Flood my face.

From these Eyes

Of disgrace

And I cry

Tears of shame

That long once more,

For the Flavor of rain.