I live in an earthly purgatory

But tonight I smelled rain amongst the brimstone

I inhaled the scent of a coming cleansing

Of liquid purity flooding down upon the fire

I reside in the depths of perdition

But this night I felt the cool scent of redemption on my skin

I touched the smell of a near future

Of a prospect that dowses the past

I exist in a state of limbo

But in the dark I heard the patter of rain drops

I listened to the sound of a deafening peace

Of a ceasefire in the form of water

I belong to my own torments

But now I see crystals shattering down from heaven

I watched fall a shower of watery clarity

Of a moment not far from this night.