Far lights from a foul moon
Down cast the light soon
Stuck in an everlasting monsoon
Listening to the bass go boom
I hear the sweet words stained
The thrust of a happy blade brings pain
Blood drip’s down like rain
All night the wind calls
All night the rain falls
Could be rain or could be sun
Time for me to have fun
Darkest day and foulest night
Down cast the light
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