
CALLING ON THUNDERSTORMS
The Man Who Sees Angels
And Hides From Them Now...
The Girl Who Sees Spiders
And Loves Them Somehow...
The Spiders Who Kill
For The Love Of A Child...
The Children Of Christ -
The Ripe And Defiled...
They All Cry For Rain
To Wash Them Away...
They Want For Release
That Makes Them Afraid...
They Scream Out In Anger
For Blood They Have Spilled...
The Wounds They Inflicted
And Strangers They Killed...
But Oblivious Peace
Only After The Crawling...
The Skys Open Up...
The Pure...
The Corrupt...
They Cry Out As One...
As The Heavens Are Falling.
© OCTOBER 14, 1999 By Jason Wright
INSPIRED BY "SILK",
WRITTEN BY CAITLIN R. KIERNAN.