Oh, not again! Well, I will make my point, but US partisans are advised to skip this. The Great Storm Upon Us! Music by Bob Franke; words: Mysha 1 The bellowing masses rekindled the fright A child lay unheeded, cried out in the night Scream your heart out, now, for this I will tell The voices of men will be forces of hell R Oh ve, the great storm upon us; Lock down your doors and pray! Oh ve, the great storm upon us; Lock down your doors and pray! 2 They poisoned the air waves, they sent forth the fools Where once there was singing, their hatred now rules The hearing fall deaf, and the seeing go blind The standards of death rising up in each mind R 3 A war to fight wars, and no quarter allowed All lands turned to waste, ere all vanquished heads bowed The longest day of days will then bring us at last A four year respite once this madness has passed. R 4 The end of all reason: the last hundred days The rest of the world fearing what comes our ways Once-loved, soothing songs will become a lament For the US election, a war without end. R R I don't actually know the song, so if it sounds too much like Away in a Manger, then that's the reason. If you feel there's something that needs fixing, message me or post here and after the cease-fire I'll check whether it needs more work before the next storm. Bye Mysha
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