Rain; make it fall, make it pour; make it crash down from the heavens. Call down the fury of the storms and remain in the eye of the tempest as it escalates around thee. A beautiful chaos envelops thee as thou spin, spin and spin. The world means nothing no more; it's all drenched in this living insanity. Alas, this is no evil thou hast conjured. Thy purity has brought this clarity, and the rest shall observe and understand. Thy storms are thine beauty and thy chaos is thine calm. Forget this world, for we shall spin forever and ever more!
Take my hand as we head for the ocean! We dance on the waves, we conquer the storms, and we spin through night and day alike! I touch the water, thou reach for the sky, as we spin, spin and spin. I freeze in the water and thy hand slips from mine as thou ascend into the sky, spinning, spinning and spinning. We break apart and I sink to the bottom of the sea, as thou climb higher and higher, forever spinning. I close my eyes at the prospect on thine freedom and laugh – wordlessly – as thou spinst, spinst, and spinst. A cold trickle runs down my throat and my vision darkens; thou art once again alone.
But thou shall not stop spinning! No, no, no; thou must spin! Spin until the dawn comes and spin until judgement day. Spin until the world no longer is. Spin until they can see thy true being. Spin away from these barriers and pens. Spin for thy freedom, thy will, and thy self. Dance in the rain and unleash thy spirit! Let them see thee spin, spin and spin! Never forget what this world is; it is naught. It is but a prison; a wasted life. Never live by their rules. Never fall into their lines. Never forget thy self and thy freedom. For they art thee, and that is what I have come to love.
Spin, spin and spin, for storm lives on.