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Wild are the winds that keep whipping the land
When thunderheads loom up above
Weather is frightful when you hear skies roar
And clouds bump with notions to shove
Something is brewing and coming on strong
You'd better heed now what you hear
I am quite certain that when it arrives
You'll know the true meaning of fear
Heaven will tremble and nerves will be shot
Inside an explosion of sound
Hoof beats will drown out the hammer of Thor
And pulsate through air and through ground
White is the stallion of static above
That takes his herd out for a run
Light bolts escape from the midst of their eyes
While sweaty cold raindrops are spun
Heavy humidity snorts from their nose
Like powerful blasts from a gun
Mayhem exudes from the soles of their feet
As they exclude signs of the sun
White Lightning's fire shards cut to the bone
Cacophony rattles his sky
Maelstroms of static are hard to squelch out
When this steed is out on the fly
Malevolence rides in the atmosphere
When you hear the sound of hoof beats
You may be trampled if you don't respond
And find a safe place to retreat
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