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A storm approaches.
It is a testament to my fury.
I bid it welcome.
Come wind,
I cry!
Come rain,
I cry!
Come
thunder, I cry!
Come
lighting, I cry!
Fill me
with your rage…
Fill me
with your power…
The
hurricane winds surrounds me.
The
stone-like rain batters me.
The
rolling thunder throws me.
The pure
lightning shocks me.
I can feel
the power!
I can feel
the strength!
I can feel
the anger!
I can feel
the hate!
Death…
Destruction…
Death…
Destruction…
It is at my command.