After a thousand eruptions, finally the thaw inserts
The clouds disappear, giving sight to a terrible truth
How many are there left? So far nobody knows...
But the certainty of the great disaster, it will remain
The thorn of damnation sits deep in human flesh
To plug it out you have to reach deep
Will we try?
The souls that still walk the desert earth wonder
If life will shine as grace or as a curse
A new chance is there to rebuild this now hostile planet
Will they avoid religious fanatism this time?
A dark shadow follows the path of the chosen
And if they succeed, will history repeat itself completely?
Because if so, torture, pain and suffering will also reappear
And maybe existence will again become a living hell