Great Storm

Everything is clear and calm

Mighty rays beaming the glory

Wind blow so soft and gentle

Clouds form mystical glamour

It is so perfect as it seems.

Beyond the horizon awaits the great storm

Ranging seas

Gushing wind

Dark clouds 

Angry sky

Ready to blow for the 

Poor lowlife creatures

The great storm is coming to destroy everything

Wrecked, ruined, wasted.

The devastation is so magnanimous

No one can stand. 

No one can reside.