The sky is dark and ominous
The wind is howling loud
The air is thick and humid
The clouds are like a shroud

I feel a sense of dread and fear
As I await the storm
His name is Ciarán, I hear
He's fierce and wild and warm

He flashes his electric smile
A bolt of lightning bright
He roars his deep and booming voice
A thunder in the night

He pours his tears of sorrow
A rain of heavy drops
He shakes the earth with fury
He makes the heartbeat stop

He's coming closer, closer
I can't escape his wrath
He's Ciarán, the stormy king
He's here to clear his path

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