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Listen hard
To the sound of the rain drops
To the sound of the thunder storm
Calling your sweet name

The mercury hail
Fall swiftly from the ground
With its dewy morning sickness
And it's warm shadows blackness

Cast me away
The martyr of the seas
The dragon of the great Hera's skies
And the beat of you moonshine days

Never the less. I shall not find you
For the seeking has not commenced
Hiding in the lovely monsoons
And surf away with the tides

Martyr - Someone willing to die for their religion