• The storm of battle
    As the red rain fall
    The wind begins to howl
    Thunder rolls in the distance
    Like a lion on the prowl
    The sky is black as night
    The clouds block the sun
    The storm is the getting stronger
    As the people begin to run
    The battle rages on even through the storm
    Both sides are giving it their all
    But like every other fight
    Pride comes before the fall


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