Cast black
the night sky slips form its starry blue
into a pitch black abyss of nothingness
As I rise to my mountain pedestal
a thick bank of clouds cover the blackened sky
A feeling of power starts to rise deep within me
My heart pounds hard and fast
and the wind speeds up
I bring my hands together above my head
a crack of thunder sounds over the land
They come down together at a point
lightning strikes that spot with deadly accuracy
The feeling of power consumes me now
I can not hold back for much longer
the storm steadily intensifies.
I begin to grind my teeth
I saw the earth split open and swallow the land below
My eyes burn a fiery red
and the ground bled
As a tear falls form my face
the rain pours down like a foist.
I let out a tremendous yell
giving breath to a mighty tornado
As I move, it moves
blowing
ripping
and leaving a trail of devastation
And here I am
You called you the thunder
and now look at what you got
My total dark side
My unforgivable anger
My deepest hate
and my never ending rage!
April 4, 2000
"Take your weapon, 10 steps, turn and prepair to be
annihilated!"
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