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There is something wrong In thunderstorm today - It starts to play within my Chamber - The melody of Anger Anticipating Strains - A crowd of tears Come witness where I am most Confided - Up here! Up here! I hear someone say The Silent key has blocked the way Her waxy mind is drowning. Thus we survive in a cold Blue body Filled by the Ocean's froth, Carved by the stormy rain - Thus we belong to the Nature - Undrained - In the morning dew Our corpses are shining too.