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The sound of the seas
Bring her at ease
While the wild of the night
Brings her into fright

She sits at the window
All by herself
The black clouds start to gather
As she drown in her doubt

The wind starts to blow
Her candle is lit
The window is locked
She waits for it

Thunder starts to strike
Rain starts to fall
But she smiles weakly
As she starts to fall

The rain turns into blood
The thunder strikes again
She took her last breath
Never to be seen again

The thunder struck the house
The flames start to appear
She was burn into ashes
While she laid on a pile of tears