The day I was born, a raining night
One doomed day, a soul fell from a cold star
The sky could not hold back, and broke
Resounding, overwhelming
Falling, shining
The rain washes all
The memories are
Erased
All is quiet, the voices
Are coming
The storm is growing
The sky is falling
I am the lightning, the rain
Transformed
I am the sky
Falling apart
A cloud across the sky
And a river passing
Through
The land
I forge
In the anvil of thunders
The blast mutes my fears
The deepest essence
Of my soul
Overflows as a downpour
Resounding, overwhelming
Falling, shining
A lightning breaks
The stillness of the rain
The shining through the clouds,
The temper
Of
The
Calm
I am the lightning, the rain
Transformed
I am the sky
Falling apart
I am the joy of sorrow
I am a wandering soul
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