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Storms of Suffering: Cavedoll and Kellazor's Poetic Tale
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Lyrics

Great masses, great vapors clashed

Great masses and vapors collided, creating a powerful disturbance.

Mouths smacking through thunder claps

Loud noises resembling smacks occurred amid thunderous claps.

Hands and feet made slapping sounds

Hands and feet made slapping sounds, possibly indicating physical activity or struggle.

We tried to step without wounds

Attempting to move forward without getting hurt.

Working further over piles

Continuing work over piles, suggesting a challenging or laborious task.

Washed or crawled into handcrafts

Individuals either washed or crawled into handcrafts, possibly seeking refuge or solace.

Fingers still reaching after

Fingers still reaching after something, though it's unclear what.

After what it was not clear

Uncertain about what comes next or the purpose of their actions.


Many bodies fell out of the sky that day

Many people fell from the sky, creating a chaotic event.

So we bundled as we had for more familiar storms

Responding to the event by bundling up, possibly preparing for a familiar crisis.


Wind whipped up hair on the heads

Strong winds causing hair to whip and rain running down faces.

As rain ran down the faces

Not moved by blood or tears, but by the faces and expressions of the people.

Not the blood or the tears

The emotions stirred were not from blood or tears.

Which moved us, nor the grimaces

Facial expressions spoke more than physical pain.

Was faces that spoke

Communication through faces, but no recognizable words were heard.

We heard no familiar words

No familiar words were heard, possibly due to injuries affecting speech.

Syllables perverted by injuries, the face sustained

Syllables distorted by injuries sustained by the faces.


Many bodies fell out of the sky that day

Repetition of the event of people falling from the sky.

So we bundled as we had for more familiar storms

Responding to the repeated event by bundling up as before.


Some heads had broken open

Some heads were broken open, indicating severe injuries.

Others broke at our feet

Other heads broke at the feet of the observer.

A crack as head struck pavement

Describing the sound of heads hitting pavement, suggesting violence or impact.

Or as head struck on me

The impact of heads striking, possibly on the speaker.


Many bodies fell out of the sky that day

Reiteration of the event of people falling from the sky.

So we bundled as we had for more familiar storms

Responding to the repeated event by bundling up as before.

It was a breeze that seemed to stir the cherry trees

A gentle breeze that contrasted with the chaos, stirring cherry trees.

For all the wind sliced through our tight-knit scarves and overcoats

Despite protective scarves and overcoats, the wind cut through.

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