What's that wicked wind to bring upon us?
There's a heat upcoming
Hug in blackened clouds
Poisioned atmosphere
We are all to die in here
Fiery eruptions
Our beloved earth
Does it want to swallow us?
Where can we hide?
A perfect preparation all of you will become
What's that wicked wind to bring upon us?
Molting hot lava stream
Drives us uver to the shore
The water's already boiling
No hope for escape
You people of this place, beware!
Does the idea relief your fear
Of becoming evidence
Like no other in your days.
A perfect preparation all of you will become
Acheological dream of conservation
What's that wicked wind to bring upon us?