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.