In the heart of the sleeping giant,
A rumble whispers through the night,
Molten rivers stir with might,
Awakening the ancient chant.
The sky, a canvas painted grey,
Ashes dance in wild ballet,
Earth trembles with a fierce display,
Nature’s power on full array.
Lava flows, a fiery stream,
Carving paths in a molten dream,
Destruction weaves its vivid theme,
Silent witnesses to its scheme.
Yet after chaos, life renews,
From barren lands, green breaks through,
A cycle endless, old yet new,
The earth reborn with morning dew.