I hide within a shroud, but that allows me to be loud.
Within the fog of a cloud, I wring the walls, cause you to drown.

The lightning springs forth from my shadow--
The sound vibrates; you think your window's gonna shatter.

The cause of much calamity, you wonder when I'll stop;
I swallow up the ground as I push every single drop.

A blanket but relentless: I leave you defenseless.
I surround you
I surround you
I surround you
I surround you
sound you
sound you
sound you
sound you
sound
sound
sound
sound--
It compounds.

The cause of many nightmares--
Suburban children run scared;
But in the landscapes of the tribal,
I harken the arrival of a season of survival--
Postdiluvian Bible.

Ultimate roar of dominance; celestial umbra continent--
I am the nothingness you hear; the darkenss in the sneer--
I am the archetypal boast; I am the quintessential ghost--
I am the presence innate; I am your questions of fate.

I resound here
I resound here
I resound here
I resound here
sound here
sound here
sound here
sound here
sound
sound
sound
sound--
All around.

I waste my own existence to exist as a motif--
Pathetic base of happenstance, model your power and your grief.

Tenderly I wane
as the armor of the gods is torn to shreds
and the sunlight shines through
the tattered bits.
Tenderly drops drain
into the ground. You stop the tossing in your bed
your dreams imbibe what I imbued
and my voice marries the whispers of the winds.




-LP