The Heavens Open
From The Sky Above
And Down Comes
The Watery Blood.
Tall Armored
Towering Things
Standing Stong
Against The Wind
Thunder, Lightenin'
Blazing Across Skies
Heavy Storm Clouds
Thick As Theives
Everything Gets Wet
On Rainy Days.
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