New Orleans, Rip

I am a robot
Here to systematically defeat all of the human race
With weapons of light and sounds
Designed to confuse your little simple minded brains
And I am a god, I’m a machine
And I am playing all of you
Well this is a fire
And this is a flood
This is what drowning looks like from above
And this was a city
And now it’s the sea
This is what helplessness looks like to me
I am an airplane
I fly like superheroes but I’m different cause I’m made of steel
And pieces of paper
With letters of love being thrown without a care
Somewhere deep into outerspace
Blown WAY out of proportion
So pray for our sinners now and at the hour of their death
One nation under… water was all that there was left
So pray for our SINNERS now and at the hour of their death
Starts with a «K,» ends with an «A,»
It was a storm, it was a beautiful fucking storm
…and your paper before you go
I am a robot
Won’t you leave the papers right before you go