Far beyond, in the deep Atlantic Ocean waves surrounded by life.
Steam emerges from the depth of a volcano,
Toxic acids swiping the air,
Drips of burnt flakes delicate touched the ground.
High humid temperatures spread,
Volcano awakes

The volcano's voice cracks into a rumbling cackle, cackle, cackle.
Burnt crust soon turns into flashing flames of red,
Pattering on the rocky surface red like an open wound, racing like a marathon.
Golden glaciers of lava slithering down the knife sharp slope,
The lava spatters and spits over the environment,
Invading and marking its territory.

Light shines through the blanket of grey clouds.
Mist whistles in the sky,
Destroyed villagers reflect over the gloopy running water ways,
Ashes of dead bodies appear as charcoal,
All that is left are planes of black dusty grounds.