Feel the power like an ocean tide.
The winds and watery mists do crave,
To dance upon the virgin sky.
The electric pulses our thoughts ride.
Stream restlessly about 'til the grave,
Meeting us when our souls fly.
Copyright 2004 Emma Tenebrae
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