Belevendi

In the storm itself a monster came alive
Chasing Abigail, lightning from the sky

Ah… then her face turned white
Never did she see the EYE, that cried
Raindrops on her head, weeping for the dead, rain… rain… rain
Turning red

God he looked away the night the storm it came
And Abigail was drawn into the rain.

Rain… was pulling on her hair

Run better run, run better run after Little One
Run better run, run after Little One
But Little One had gone, gone to the beyond…….

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