Whirlwinds rage
and awaken urges in us
Death brings passion
Oh, how this power rages
Unbridled energy
An angry and grim hustle and bustle
Thunderstorm battles at night
The storm spirit, he laughs
This rage cleanses and destroys,
It frightens and beguiles
What a cruel instinct from Mother Nature
How Man only seems small...
The dark power of the earth
A deep, black maw
crushes the land to pulp
releases our old souls

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