Hail is a form of solid precipitation. It consists of balls or irregular lumps of ice, each of which is referred to as a hail stone. Unlike graupel, which is made of rime, and ice pellets, which are smaller and translucent, hail stones – on Earth – consist mostly of water ice and measure between 5 and 200 millimetres (0.20 and 7.9 in) in diameter.[citation needed] The METAR reporting code for hail 5 mm (0.20 in) or greater is GR, while smaller hailstones and graupel are coded GS. Hail is possible within most thunderstorms as it is produced by cumulonimbi (thunderclouds), and within 2 nautical miles (3.7 km) of the parent storm. Hail formation requires environments of strong, upward motion of air with the parent thunderstorm (similar to tornadoes) and lowered heights of the freezing level. In the mid-latitudes, hail forms near the interiors of continents, while in the tropics, it tends to be confined to high elevations.
There are methods available to detect hail-producing thunderstorms using weather satellites and weather radar imagery. Hail stones generally fall at higher speeds as they grow in size, though complicating factors such as melting, friction with air, wind, and interaction with rain and other hail stones can slow their descent through Earth's atmosphere. Severe weather warnings are issued for hail when the stones reach a damaging size, as it can cause serious damage to human-made structures and, most commonly, farmers' crops.
The Script are an Irish rock band from Dublin. Based in London after signing to Sony Label Group imprint Phonogenic, the band released their eponymous debut album in August 2008, featuring the hit songs "The Man Who Can't Be Moved" and "Breakeven". The album debuted at number one in Ireland and the UK. Their second album, Science & Faith, was released in September 2010, and contains the hit songs "For the First Time" and "Nothing". The album debuted at number one in Ireland and the UK, and number three on the US Billboard 200.
Their music has been featured in many video games and many popular television programs including 90210, Ghost Whisperer, The Hills, Waterloo Road, EastEnders, Made in Chelsea and The Vampire Diaries. Frontman Danny O'Donoghue is also a coach on The Voice UK.
Danny O'Donoghue and Mark Sheehan met in a club in The Liberties area of Dublin, Ireland near the Guinness brewery, gravitating to each other through a shared liking of music, and in particular a love of R & B music (Rhythm and Blues). "At that time, MTV only came on in Dublin after midnight, it was the fuzzy channel, and for my generation urban culture was just a wave through us all," explains Sheehan. "It wasn't about gangs and guns; it was fashion and fun, singing and dancing."
They say that sometimes
You've got to pick up your arms and fight
For what you believe is right
Some say
That's just not the way
You will only make things worse
So I close my eyes and turn my head away
And I hope it'll be alright
Fall into a restless sleep
While so many innocent die
That's why I sing
Hail to all of us
Hail to all of us down here
Maybe someday soon
When we've thought things over
We'll know what to do
But probably
There's a much bigger chance, you see
That it will all be gone
So I close my eyes and turn my head away
And I just hope it'll be alright
Fall into restless sleep
While so many others die
That's why I sing
New York City, London, Jericho
Jerusalem, Sydney, anywhere you wanna go
And I saw myself standing
before the throne,
and a loud voice cried out
Behold!
Then I saw a fiery steed
clad in battle reignment and he that sat upon him was God's
own warrior come to do
battle with the children of the beast.
Get on your feet, or on
Walls of rain washes out the innocence.
The magnificent flood carves the letters down the flesh.
Hierarchy slips into the felt strings - Alterating it all.
Facing the preys as if they were real threats - Schism.
I'm wandering near the woods at night - only the stars
in the sky are my guidance
A pair of red eyes glow in the bushes - the howling of
a wolf calls me to follow
I follow him through the swamps of the woods until I
enter an open area
There a shadowy figure with a robe and a mace awaits me
and with a low voice yells:
"Welcome to this shrine, dedicated to His glory! He saw
you coming, he was the wolf that led you here, he was
the swamp you walked, he is the owl in the night and
the screams you can hear in the graveyards... He wants
you to join the darkside, to walk in His glorious
roads, to be in his forces not as a slave but a warrior
of his mystical goals and purposes...and to forget your
useless past life."
I accept this offer and drink from the chalice - and
feel great mutations inside
Then a strange light occurs - and a doorway to a great
hall (under the ground) opens!
On the walls of the hall are hanging bodies of shredded
untermensch,
And the Ubermensch barbarian warriors are copulating
the withes possessed
Standing near the grand throne are the priests and
necromancers in trance,
waiting for the master
And when the hour strikes, Satan appears and all salute
Him!
Growls of inhumane hails me and the barbarians,
warriors, and witches welcome to the feast
Stench of dead overwhelms me and the skeletons,
zombies, and ghouls lurk in the surroundings
Breath of bestiality shivers me when the wolves, owls,
and serpents sound their presence
And the necromancers stand proudly next to the sinister
Father, Satan!
After the feasting, Satan levitates into the woods and
the necromancers ride their wolves
The owls fly and the hordes run with the speed of wind
What have you done in this life?
Time is gone now
Torturing thoughts and regrets
No more chances
Nightmares are keeping you awake
While you cry your life’s a joke
Nobody there, nobody cares you’re alone!
...Again…
She heard your call now she’s here
“Let’s make a deal”
Give her your soul, she’s the cure
Pull the trigger
Suicide will end all the pain
And will make you start again
To revenge, to rearrange or just to hate!
Hail to a new life in death you’re reborn
She takes your soul
Kills your grief
Eats your feelings
Feeds your hate
Hate everything
Hate everyone
You’ve just one precept:
Hate always in life!
Hail
Hail
Hail
Hail
Spirits of your past life disappear
Emptiness replacing every fear
Living just to hate that’s why you’re here
Make them feel how bitter are their tears…
Now that you’re born once again
Enjoy new life
No wars to fight, no more pain
Nothing but hate
Nightmares won’t keep you awake
And your life is still a joke
Nobody there, nobody cares you’re alone!
Hail to a new life in death you’re reborn
She takes your soul
Kills your grief
Eats your feelings
Feeds your hate
Hate everything
Hate everyone
Still just one precept:
Hate always in life!
Hail
Hail
Hail