Deep within the core, the molten heart does swell,
A symphony of fire, in the earth’s chest it dwells.
From slumber it awakens, with a mighty roar,
Nature’s fury unleashed, from the mountain’s core.

The sky turns ashen, veiled in darkened shroud,
As lava flows like rivers, so fierce and proud.
The ground trembles, under the burden of its might,
A dance of destruction, in the heart of the night.

Flames lick the heavens, a fiery crown adorning,
As the world watches, in silent mourning.
The landscape reshaped, by the scorching embrace,
Leaving scars of beauty, in a desolate place.

Yet from the ashes, new life will rise,
A testament to resilience, under the open skies.
The cycle of creation, in the volcanic bloom,
From death springs life, dispelling the gloom.