The fury of your rage is pain:
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a blight, a plague of blood-red rain!
It is the sovereign will of God,
a deity you dare not trod
on and a hell that raises Cain!
It is a thunderous, loud peal:
a thunderclap that we all feel.
It is a gale which blasts the coasts,
destroying all that we love most,
and forces us to shrink and kneel.
It is a menacing, strong squall
that bodes misfortune for us all;
it is an angry, perfect storm
that's more destructive than the norm,
and gives rise to the moon's earth-fall.
But, oh joy! Your violent rage
is removed for God to assuage,
as all in life abandoned you.
Know now that He is here and true
to you till the end of the age!