It is raining spring rain today
In the midst of December’s grey
Low hanging skies
Pouring sadness from teary cries
For madness has taken killer’s eyes.
It is raining stinging rain today
Who can explain; who can say;
Where is the calming cold and snow;
Where are the songs of merry bestow;
When evil’s emissary strikes a blow.
It is raining stunning rain today
Find the children where they stay
For the vile smell of death is in the air
And all that is left is a young boy’s stare
Into the red abyss of ne’er.
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