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decide for yourself what you think its about

On hallowed ground with an offer of sin

As lighting cracks through dark obsidian 

The cold air blows through ancient trees

Creating a song within the breeze

Thunder roars in the black night sky

Clouds grow dark and begin to cry

The storm grows loud and shakes the land

Mother nature now shows her hand

Nightfall covers the land in shade 

As rain beats down on grassy plains

The storm grows still along the shore

But the memory lingers forevermore