Dark Clouds Bring Bad Things

A deadly storm aproaches
While I'm lying in my bed.
Lying flat, I sit up straight
With a pounding in my head.

I look out of the window,
To see what's going on.
I think it's quite astounding,
And weirdly quite full-on.

I'm taken to another place
Where all is black,
Where I am dead,
I'll be moved into a shack

It'll be warm and safe in there,
I'll finally have some freedem!
But when the days have passed,
I can never ever redeem them.

The days have gone
The winters dead.
I think I'll go back to sleep
As I need to rest my head.

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