It was as black as black could be,
Just drifting, drifting, drifting.
Then, something magical happened,
It started to rain, pour, soak the Earth!
It washed through towns and valleys,
Taking with it hopes and dreams of tomorrow.
It stirred up history's doing, unscrewing,
What was made in creation by the Omniscient.
The rain came to make the cloth clean,
But the thunder that followed destroyed everything.
Strike! Strike! Boom, crash! The thunder played.
Like a record, it played the darkest song ever made.
When all the dirt was washed away,
Only Ghouls and Ghost came out to play.
For humans and animals alike were gone,
The world was pure, Crucifixion's Cross.
From the heaven above to the earth,
A new day was made and all raised to see--
Purity was unknown, because to see it was to
Leave it. Sacrificed water is a phenomenal gift, because ...
... It was as black as black could be,
Just drifting, drifting, drifting.
Then, something magical happened,
It started to rain, pour, Cleanse the Earth.
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