Lo! Lo and behold The world laid before you It takes new forms; It grows, Before long The land will smolder And chaos will overflow
From the peaks To the seas Ignition from the inner channels Through the mantle death now travels From the core Wherein is stored A molten mortar waiting for A vent to open for fire to flow Deposit ash Stone turned to glass Through small eruptions, the mountain born As the quake contribute to the storm
Now out from the cold The world has flourished The soil flush with warmth It grows, before long The land will reap spoils The flora in overgrowth
From the peaks To the seas Ignition from the inner channels Through the mantle death now travels From the core Wherein is stored A molten mortar waiting for A vent to open for fire to flow Deposit ash Stone turned to glass Through small eruptions, the mountain born As the quake contribute to the storm
[Solo: Michael]
The terrathaw, the mist it breaks and lifts The rising of the oceans create bizarre tidal shifts Tectonic collisions shake the fragile earth The quake creates a path from hell to the surface
[Solo: Greg]
From the core Wherein is stored A molten mortar waiting for A vent to open for fire to flow Deposit ash Stone turned to glass Through small eruptions, the mountain born As the quake contribute to the storm