On this stormy morning,
Dark clouds rumble;
They flash and thunder,
And rain pours down,
Into the world below,
Onto cities and towns,
In a vicious surge,
While thunder boomed,
And lightning flashed,
As the storm released,
It’s fury upon,
the world beneath.
So heavy the rain,
So loud the thunder,
So bright the lightning,
That the world just seemed,
To come to an end,
With violent storm,
With thunder and lightning,
With no living thing,
In the cold outside.
Only rain, thunder,
And lightning,
The storm.
But nothing more,
On this stormy morning.