Rain rain come soon
deflate flames of hate
pour grace in brutal heart
clearing up bate
rain so great flowing spate
eradicates belatedness straight
rain hard slapping
on the face of darkness
giving away to brightness
rain corroding sword
chariot gets into bog
leaving our world
Rain! Come down hard
deflate flames of fight
wash the bloody ground
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