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Renew Again

Renew Again

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Pouring through me,

Soaking me in the pain of being.

 

Drops of clear water,

I wish it would course through my veins.

 

I do not want the red hot blood

That makes me a slave.

 

I wish I could turn off,

The emotions from taking me again.

 

Let sensations and the twisted

Sort of passion do their worse.

 

Let me tear down,

The whole facade of normalcy.

 

Because tonight,

This rain won't bring serenity.

 

Bleed to wash away your crimes,

Pour out your hollow cries.


Cause tonight,

Rain won't bring serenity.


Tonight,

Rain wants to rage at its highest blight.


It will crackle with thunder,

It will look at the mortals and show no mercy.


It will see you for your crimes,

Not your expected triumphs.


The rain doesn't discriminate,

Either you be a proclaimed saint or one of hate.


The rain will smite you all,

Clearing you of sin.


Because tonight,

The rain will pour to wash away our sins.


Tonight, the rain will come

And make us clean again.


The blood, the grime, the hate and the sin.

It will clear all out.


Once the rain pour,

The world will renew again.


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