Almighty Thunderstorm
oh what a relief
wash my tears
that i've shed with grief.
Please take the blood
from my hands
and wash it off
into the sand.
Please take this knife
with your rain
and save my life
from attempted slain.
Please wash my gut
its red and deep
from my mother's cut
oh how I do weep!
She left me here
to choke on my blood
in nothing but fear
oh please send a flood!
I dont think im gonna live
i'm the only one around
and with all my blood that drips
i'm to weak to make loud sound.
So please, Almighty Thunderstorm
please be my friend
choke me with your water warm
and wash me of my sins.
and when i die by your power
please let me come back again
to haunt within your showers
to get revenge upon my kin.
