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thundering boulders.""

I am the grown child of world fear, 
who in peace and joy hangs
like the strokes of the hour in the days progress, 
like the scythe in

Mercy
The fateful day has come
Came pouring down
From thundering clouds above
My soil has soaked up
Your water like a sponge
Oh lover been long overdue
My

by thundering forces
Of Samigalians crashing hands

divine joke is on the way
And there's nowhere to run to or hide

While the moon drift off to sleep
Into another riddle
Chained to a thundering cloud

Friday night 
So creepy outside 
It's thundering and lightning 
There's nobody home 

'Cause I'm all alone 
It's scary and it's frightening

The street lights are fading and the stars along with them
The clouds overlap darkness and the sound of thundering
My soul departs my body

the type to cry, I'm a man inside
I'm the type to load da nine, And make sure he gon' die
Wondering if thundering is God's best attempt to sing
Ohhh
It's

Letter from a Friend

Blues Traveler

Save His Soul

1993

Never a day goes by when I can't see his face
And I can hear a thundering voice that no one will replace
But since he left you've been hiding out

and vengeance,
of darkness and shadow,
the day of the most righteous King of Kings.


And the day of marvellous
strong thunderings,
even the day of despair,

their innocent hands

Now like a mighty wind they raise to heaven the voice of song
Or like harmonious thunderings the seats of heaven among
Beneath them

deafening
Hundreds of exhausts leave a black cloud burning
A mechanical terror awakes the sleeping
A satanic mass begins in the thundering

Burnouts and fire

beneath the stars        
I feel Your presence there

I love to stand at ocean's shore
And feel the thundering breakers roar
To walk through golden fields

And feel the thundering breakers roar
To walk through golden fields of grain
With endless bloom horizons fray.
I believe
I believe
I believe

Sullivan/Heaton
Under darkening thundering tavering skies
We live throogh these painful days
Walking like strangers in streets of damnation
Under

Don Quixote's Windmill

Kelly Joe Phelps

Beggar's Oil

2002

and thundering clouds are through
That I have met escape this time
All is well and we'll be fine

Jenny keep the covers up
Bathe in winter sleep
I be among

He travels through the skies
With thousand flaming eyes
Blasting force fills the air
Thundering its way
Lethal force is in play
The weak will not

just can't take it
Black rain falling, dark clouds thundering
My funeral will be empty
My life was so empty
Here lies nameless, may they be forgotten

The Cronos frozen
Timbers creaking
Pressured by
White ice Chasm
Daylight holds us
Blizzard blind
Thundering peal
Cannonade
Howls through the mist

OF ODIN THEY FIGHT 
BY THOR, POWER AND MIGHT
IN THE NAME OF ODIN THEY KILL
BY FIRE AND STEEL

SAILING THUNDERING SEAS, SEEKING TO VANQUISH NEW LANDS IN

both see and hear 
Foaming and thundering on the steep beach at least
Although the sun shone bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying

MYSTIC APPEARANCE OF A TOWN THAT WAS NEVER MENTIONED
UNVEILING THE LOST FROM THE SHROUDS OF THE IRON AGE
SIGNIFICANT MIGHT, A THUNDERING HAVEN FOR

that love must end.

It is the grave of where she lay,
now bereft and longing to travel where the sun has gone.
Thundering on the shore,
I shall not feel

goodbye

Plundering
Thundering
Suffering
Catastrophe

The streets are filled with disease
It's in the air that we breathe
It's in the water we drink
It's in

nature, it takes desecration
Spraying blood. More than annihilation

Hear the thundering hell
At the world's colliding guests
Hand of doom comes harsh