Ballad of Thunder
The beautiful birch stands proud and tall
When wind blows in autumn some of her leaves will fall
Suddenly as the air grows dense the angry skies pull in the soul
The dark cloud in the center of the vortex inspiring awe as the thunder will roll
The fury of the storm is like devil himself would spawn
The separation of everything to maximum power has its dawn
The force continues to expand eon after eon
With true time being absolute because it has to be and word absolute is dead on
In this true time the existence of reverse death will fall
Beyond all control
As on birches bark for protection is written key to the soul
The benign light of the divine appears beyond the thunder smiling upon all
It will be ability of mage hereon
That will come from unknown land maybe US Africa Europe maybe even Asia or Ceylon
At his visage light will shine upon
And he will break out of his shell like life breaks from inside the stone
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