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Demons spread, the darkening clouds      

Releasing voices, instead of rain            

Each drop, infusing my mind          

To dilute my faith, before they reign        

Please stop the rain Lord

Please stop all the rain

Please stop the pain Lord

Please stop all the pain

Like lightning strikes and thunder rolls             

The dropping voices, permeate my brain

Until, the evil spawns spew their vile                                                               

And make me go insane         

Please stop the rain Lord

Please stop all the rain

Please stop the pain Lord

Please stop all the pain

Gale winds drive those voices        

Like the Devil’s blivet, pierce my vein       

Boils the blood in my heart                                                                        

Leaving nothing there, to drain

Please stop the rain Lord

Please stop all the rain

Please stop the pain Lord

Please stop all the pain

Now the voices have stop falling

And my pleas, end their refrain

Thus my soul has stopped its calling

As I burn here, in Hell’s domain 

BOEMS by JA 711