One day the art of fire will paint the earth
Thunder will sing thee an eternal song
Clouds will close the room of stars the day forth
Thy will was the arrant force all along
Wind of hope will meet the burning anguish
Growing the flames to stare down the heaven
The life and hollow will yield to vanquishThy presence was the only wheel driven
I'm afraid, afraid of the still ahead
Cold night carrying ash of memories
Wings of emotions would be left unsaid
Thy might, the only weapon in one piece
O my last breath, will you be in terror?
Can you blow the heavy leaves of horror?
