Noah's Ark Poem by Hell 'Farya

Save thy brethren
Their call to prayer
Through this stormy night
A'plunge they dive
Hoping and calling
Where art thou

For long hath thou swayed
His profound warnings
Amidst their wallows
A crafter he hath sent
Hammering and screaming
Come right in

And when it shalt pour
The vengeance of thy youth
Sons wilt be lost
In the great flood of reality
Now shall they scream and call
Where art thy ship?
Noah.