Temper tantrum of the skies The merciless side of an otherwise kind beast Abusive, lashing out in violence Cold whips of wind Ruthlessly murdering its children We run from, we cover from you Deafening roar A piece of war Stormclouds bulge like muscles, lashing out Taking the trees in an abusive sweep (...a plane is down in Owenstown...) Rumbles Rages Roaring Flooding Electrocuting Mighty storm Taking everyone in a huge exhale Sucker-punching the skies Voices in the wind Victims of the storm Flashes of light across the sky