The wind was kicking up from the Northwest br Storm clouds gathered to section off the Sun br Intense displays of furious pyrotechnics flashed brilliantly br From the mouth of the dark beyond br As Nature made its feelings known and I lay slowly dying br From a self inflicted stab at ending my family's drought br Having fallen on my sword as required in human sacrifice br My blood letting was to be washed clean and absorbed br Into the dry parched earth beneath my heavy soul br And the heavens would open up to receive me br For all which flows from them, so shall all be returned.....