DeadClown
It's Raining, It's Storming
It's raining, it's storming
The old man is ignoring
The pain ripping through his chest
And away he went in the mourning
It's snowing, it's bitter
The boy's face is thinner
The chills gnaw like a pest
And left him to the winter
It's breezy, it's lighter
The girl has one desire
To find her brother's frozen flesh
Yet she set herself on fire
It's sunny, it's blazing
The mother is left crazy
The rope wraps around her neck
She said bye to the baby
It's nighttime, it's cooling
The infant is still drooling
He dreams of his mother's death
And screams at a pulling
Years later, he's older
The winter is growing colder
Among the graves is where he wept
"I will be your little soldier"
They're laughing, they're watching
The people can't stop talking
Into his mind their words have crept
"Look at that dead man walking"
The old man is ignoring
The pain ripping through his chest
And away he went in the mourning
It's snowing, it's bitter
The boy's face is thinner
The chills gnaw like a pest
And left him to the winter
It's breezy, it's lighter
The girl has one desire
To find her brother's frozen flesh
Yet she set herself on fire
It's sunny, it's blazing
The mother is left crazy
The rope wraps around her neck
She said bye to the baby
It's nighttime, it's cooling
The infant is still drooling
He dreams of his mother's death
And screams at a pulling
Years later, he's older
The winter is growing colder
Among the graves is where he wept
"I will be your little soldier"
They're laughing, they're watching
The people can't stop talking
Into his mind their words have crept
"Look at that dead man walking"
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It`s Raining, It`s Storming
It`s Raining, It`s Storming
