Giant Shadow/The Storm moves in

Like a great giant shadow rolling in over the land

Billowing in like rushing sands

Black thunder clouds come before the mass of the storm

Dark and dreary rumbling like a stampede the great giant shadow falls up the land

Winds beeping to wisp by hitting your face 

You can tell the rageing Storm is near 

Coming in fast like a locomotive you hear the wind boils and thud as it makes it’s booming 

entrance 

You know this is a bad one 

The rain behind you  begins to fall hard like a fountain 

Yet it has yet to catch you so you begin to run to shelter 

Away from the large black shadow haunting the land 

Before it gets really bad