Black Storm A-Comin' 7-17-24 PoC

Black Storm A-Comin', by me, recorded 7-17-24 around half past midnight.
I see a storm a-comin', its racin' from behind,
Bearin' down upon me, I fear it ain't too kind.
Black rolls the rain, black roils the pain.
I fear, it's an omen come to me.
Pure evil sweepin in, you can hear its howls n screams.
Malignant, dripping hatred, a disjointed dream.
Black rolls the rain, black roils the pain.
I fear, it's a burden come to me.
Like a wall it crashes in, a burnin', soakin rain.
No matter how I run it, escape is all in vain.
Black rolls the rain, black roils the pain.
I fear, it's a vengeance come to me.
The waters keep on rising, a thick black churning mud.
Dragging me down and, taintin' all my blood.
Black rolls the rain, black roils the pain.
I fear, it's my doom come to me.