BEAUTIFUL STORM
The thunderstorm was rolling in heavy
Each lightning strike
A deadly forked tongue
From the heavens above
As the torrential rain
Poured down through the ceiling
Of the leaky roof of the church
That sat on top of the hill
Surrounded by dark skies
The rotted wooden window frames
With...
Each lightning strike
A deadly forked tongue
From the heavens above
As the torrential rain
Poured down through the ceiling
Of the leaky roof of the church
That sat on top of the hill
Surrounded by dark skies
The rotted wooden window frames
With...