The volcano erupts!
Spits fire so abruptly
That it burns looong holes
In the bodies of our poor souls
That flee the mountain top
Not fast enough to not get shot
They both run and randomly roll
Down the hills of flames and fire
And amongst them a fragrant girl
With not a care in this torn world
Dodging lava as if she was a pearl
As if she was at the blue seas bottom
Not present in this chaos Of the ominous orders forgotten
She wanders through the rivers
Of living stone in a blouse of white cotton
Is she an angel that landed here?
She doesn't partake in this grim nightmare
She walks awake down the hills of Doom
Surrounded by this fiery typhoon
Spitting flames and fire.
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