Storm Front
The billowing clouds come with the evening,
All the fiery tongues of angels lighting after the sun
The jagged rumblings of the darkening sky and coming rain
Drowning out the festivities to the unseen moon

The billowing clouds come with the evening,
All the fiery tongues of angels lighting after the sun
The jagged rumblings of the darkening sky and coming rain
Drowning out the festivities to the unseen moon
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