A world of ash, blown to dust

A world no longer made for us,

A world once sweet, clean, complete,

A world now filled with all but peace,

A world of greatness, a place to prosper,

A world now filled with forever Trosper,

A world whose suffering is incomplete,

A world whose end is on the breach,

The fire spreads, its life forever,

The winds are strong, their blows end never,

The waves are rough, their power endless,

The smoke is thick, we are defenceless,

A world whose cure is oh so simple,

A world whose ruler is oh so sinful.