all I hear is thunder

like limestone boulders crash

the night is ripped like linen

clouds are crushed to ash

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pound the dark with fury

lead hammers on the sky

sing your iron anger

send the stars to die

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you are brag and clatter

black noise and nothing more

a horn for brother lightning

the reaper’s screaming whore

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now your song is fading

moonrise sows her light

once the squall has flown

you’re but a whisper in the night