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Oh my, don't cry There'll come a better day Your body looms so high Yet has taken a shade of gray Please don't give in I hear your thundering scream Don't let these demons win Or watch the tears stream Fear is not an option Watching the fire in your eyes A menacing rath which grew Past the cage of these treacherous lies Your power consumes now It rips us all off our feet Begging for mercy is not allowed As howling terror roams the street Deadly flames strike the building sides The world setting ablaze Only in destruction do you feel pride Coating us in your smokey haze Screeching fills the empty homes Wrecking it all, brick by broken brick This feasting power feels all but alone The revolution of a craving lunatic Then there begins the echo As you start to lose your voice The tears sprinkle as it all lets go We know you'll be back-there's no other choice Now I stand amidst the destruction I know the pain, I feel your ache Without mourning, we'll never function These stormy nights are no mistake
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Sep 15, 2025
Sep 15, 2025 at 10:59 PM UTC
Fury of a Tempest
Oh my, don't cry There'll come a better day Your body looms so high Yet has taken a shade of gray Please don't give in I hear your thundering scream Don't let these demons win Or watch the tears stream Fear is not an option Watching the fire in your eyes A menacing rath which grew Past the cage of these treacherous lies Your power consumes now It rips us all off our feet Begging for mercy is not allowed As howling terror roams the street Deadly flames strike the building sides The world setting ablaze Only in destruction do you feel pride Coating us in your smokey haze Screeching fills the empty homes Wrecking it all, brick by broken brick This feasting power feels all but alone The revolution of a craving lunatic Then there begins the echo As you start to lose your voice The tears sprinkle as it all lets go We know you'll be back-there's no other choice Now I stand amidst the destruction I know the pain, I feel your ache Without mourning, we'll never function These stormy nights are no mistake
Irelyn
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Sep 15, 2025
Sep 15, 2025 at 10:59 PM UTC
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