Oh! Slow Rain
Passing through a chain
Slithering in slow motion
There is my body to drain
Passing through a chain
Slithering in slow motion
There is my body to drain
Holding me cell by cell
And stamping out my hell
She knows how to purify my Soul
Renovating my sensation
She knows how to purify my Crow
And stamping out my hell
She knows how to purify my Soul
Renovating my sensation
She knows how to purify my Crow
Moving on the surface
Safe from danger in my face
While she passes, she let me a stain
That is the map of my life
While she passes, she is Slow Rain
Safe from danger in my face
While she passes, she let me a stain
That is the map of my life
While she passes, she is Slow Rain
She is a corrosive tear
From heart, from brain and from fear
Her waters have marked my past
But she is a waterfall
And I'll fly at long last
From heart, from brain and from fear
Her waters have marked my past
But she is a waterfall
And I'll fly at long last
Washington Roberto Lerias, LIGHT-HOLDER, 1997, pg 72-73