The seas overtaken with fire, men giving into their own desires. The world wrapped up in itself, not even noticing truly what is wealth. And I don�t know what to do. And I�m waiting for you. Wake up O sleeper, rise from the dead and Christ will shine on you. Lay there no longer it�s time to arise and never go back through. Scared of the thoughts, the way you�re in, wanting to get out of this sin. You look around and just feel walls, and can�t get out of this eternal crawl. And I don�t know what to do.