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Thunder
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Created on 3-7-07
Root of trouble,
Sea and fog,
Bind thy sisters
To the bog.
Moonlight shineth,
Whistles wind,
Victims piercing,
Darkest kind.
In the circle,
Round and round,
Evil twisted,
Leaps abound.
Once the thunder
For the pain,
Twice the thunder
For the rain,
Thrice the thunder
Called in vain.
Again the thunder,
Calls the flood,
Once more the thunder
Sitrs the mud.
Sixth the thunder
Pours the blood.
Seventh thunder
Brings lament,
Eigth the thunder
Burns thy tent,
Ninth the thunder
Soul's torment.
Tenth the thunder
Echoes call,
Eleventh thunder
To thy crawl,
Twelth the thunder
To thy fall.
And yet no more,
For lightining crashes
Guts and gore.
Fortell the evil,
Godly mend,
To one who dies
When strikes an end.
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