The abyss within the sky burns with streams of lightning
The rain falls, soaked in blood, a shining crimson
The wind howls raging with the roaring thunder
One man stands alone, at its flaming center
Tears of misery stream down her broken face
A storm so beautiful, falling out of place
She wields steel, dripping and tainted
She has raw power, he has come to claim it
He stands within her violent wrath
Tornadoes tearing at him, into his past
She suffers before him, crying in agony
Tortured by his memories, by her own misery
She controls the storm with her emotions
He seeks destruction, pain and ruin
She stands before him, a goddess of nature
He stands a man, who fights for his desire
They clash, they shatter, they break
Their dance brings them together, blade to blade
Their steel reverberates with a sound of piercing light
Their fight breathes life into the dark of the night
Their battle is over, but it never ends
Their emotions clash, but never bends
A thousand years of crying, fighting, infinite misery
For she is the thunder and he is the lightning