Lightning strike the steeple
and burn it to the ground
set the chaple ablaze
spread the fire through this town
Thunder wake the village
with your deafening roar
rattle these dusty chandeliers
bring them crashing to the floor
Brothers of the wind
monsters of the night
bring new life to birth
with death's fire to blinded sight
Once you hunted me in sleep
your breath upon my neck
now I call for you to wake us
all and keep the balance in check
Light the darkened plataue
end the silence imposed upon
reign down and clean the ashes
of the laws that made us wrong.
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