Blitz caused soul to writhe while heart
was cleft with pain and rage. His eyes
malicious bade mine to stare. And so
smoke amid the blood and thunder;
sheds faint odor throughout the air.
Rain poured down soft like drops of
courage and urged me out from dark
despair. Breathing from these lips a
prayer until era of dawn rose out as
spear. Hence path ahead fervid and
Seems as though the devil fears;
To see us tread with bold austere.
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