, rain, storm
, rain, please, storm,
to wash away my tears,
to dream with wars and thrones! How much
Must I beg, Tor
to the endless viking god,
I need to feel this cold
in tears of water go,
a message of destruction That
makes me burn my blood,
there is fury out there rampage,
and I just want it all!
and stop being a statue
grey like dead for the world.
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