| The Tempest Song Announced my penalty has come cloak the sun. A breeze begins this tune. opening strains of tambourine's vigor send throughout the heavens dance my chimes rustle the branches my nerves too T'is the prelude of my demise My lord is angry The winds, God's band of angels twirling gypsies sing my blood to curdle soprano gails swoop and soar with energy an vibrancy of the upper reaches of their octaves moving dandelions on a voyage bend back blades of grass to their melody my lord is angry angry Celestial regions smokey gloomy and moody too. waltz in rythmic swirls to the tune that has twisted sharp and aggressive crying banshees rattle my door There is no safe haven my lord is angry oh so angry. Lightning bolts from the storm clouds that brewed streak across the sky with unpredictable flashes with blinding brightness baritone shouts of thunder sound with loud bangs, symbol crashes and roars trigger legions of chills down my spine angry angry angry my lord is Angry, yet he weeps a multitude of tears seen spilling over the horizon like a toppled well of ink drowning everything in its path Im done howling Im done growling is trumpeting in bass the beast has made his entry Picking of houses like a thief in the night, flinging tractors like toys, his mercy is lost please find it soon I see you near my lord is angry But repent, I will NOT! Therefore you shatter my windows collapse my abode and... Good morning, you've just listened to Beethoven's Symphony No. 5 in C minor on WBJC, Baltimore's only classical station. -Ramses Westbrook-Scott |
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