lightning crashes, a new mother cries
her placenta falls to the floor
the angel opens her eyes
the confusion sets in
before the doctor can even close the door

lightning crashes, an old mother dies
her intentions fall to the floor
the angel closes her eyes
the confusion that was hers
belongs now, to the baby down the hall

oh now feel it comin' back again
like a rollin' thunder chasing the wind
forces pullin' from the center of the earth again
I can feel it.

lightning crashes, a new mother cries
this moment she's been waiting for
the angel opens her eyes
pale blue colored iris,
presents the circle
and puts the glory out to hide, hide

Otto rode filthy down the slumpline onto Cowpers - past Bleaker's Brick, Mole Rat Slim's and Dave’s Sour Onion , on down to quayside all hooked and hungry. Flyer said Gracey Mae Beam was hoarding the stage at eleven, hitting the planks of Varlot’s Velvet Rope with no back-up - no thunder drum brass or strung out string section to stifle the hoots and howls of them mongrel boys scrapping over leavin’s. He knew the drill. Gracey would lead with “Heaven” then lilt dissonant into “Hell and Lula”, spin down into “Luna”, swing out riffs of “Hypnosis” and barrel into “Gun Metal Blue” and run “A Lass To Mara.” Yes, he knew the drill cuz the set was theirs, arranged in a one bedroom walk-up shotgun with a Wurlitzer and bad plumbing. ****, has it been that long? But Otto knew, felt it in a rib, it was coded on the leaflet - Gracey was playing Varlot’s - the first haunt - going it alone this time, no Wurlitzer, no Otto, just a dim lit backdoor black-smudged around the ****. He’d wait for her there, three smokes left and rationing. Three smokes left and hoping for a glint-eye nod.

Buyers of Jewish water parks,                              beautiful desert sand,
mosaics and desert deserts are not suitable for mouth and white gums.
Many people have mastered
the skill that Gracey Lockes praised God for praising,
recognizing the smell of cinnamon,
a man who had long thought of the mirror.
Marx was buried in the Gold Mountains,
today Sandy Sandy heard. Does the real drink,
Almii rain, affect the color of the movement?
Ringer engine writes in writing
that it understands the brightness
of a strong nitrogen product and a giant giants.
*** is a chemical chemistry team, Caesar     a,
desert, open, kissing and pink,                                without rain to send rain,
stroke, nitrogen Max.       Almighty glory,
earthly weapon, smell, smell, smell,
iron most for you, iron. Marriage is illegal
if a mirror is made for a long time.                  A 100-year-old man disagrees
with Paitai, in the mountains and poorer states,
using the new Aisapi or GM box.
Marcus Zuckerrohr is a good sign for experts.
In the middle of the night's work,
the Arabian businessman Sabel Sarumulam
celebrates lunch and sand.                                               What is a real drink?
The stroke is nitrogen arsenic-arsenic
to control nitrogen,  the strong odor of the Alkheim Rainshow
Effect Train.          Jewish drinking water,
beautiful aloe vera desert, desert, mosaic
and tooth customers are not suitable for mouth and green gum.
Many believe that the art of the Almighty God,
Graecia Lockes, recognizes the sweet scent of the aroma
and the long mirror: an idiot acting stupid.
From a poor, rich country,             this is a good sign
that Box SGP OM Mark is buried in Goldys Bergen.
They hear the Jewish sand today. Does the real drink,
Almii rain, affect the color of the movement?
Ringer Engine writes the strongest nitrogen product
and the creator of oxygen gin for writing.
Gender is Jewish Jewish chemical factory, Casare,
Desert, and hearing Pinkie kisses and kisses
and falls from the rain. Almighty, glory,                                 earthly weapon,
smell, smell, smell, iron most for you, iron.
Marriage is illegal if a mirror is made for a long time.
A 100-year-old man washed a bad Paitai image
and was buried on a hill,       Aisi or a new GM owner.
Marcus Zucker,              Rohr is a good sign for experts.
At midnight, Jabel Arabia, produced by Sabel Sarumul,
celebrates south on the sandy Hebrew coast.
What a true drink,                 a burning oxygen balance
that understands the wonders
of nitrogen products with the effects of trains on alchemy exhibits,
                               the strong aroma of creators, a god-fearing fact