Boiling grounds, pulverized earth
A telluric wrath cleanses the world
The great reaping of civilizations
Putting towers down like sunburnt weeds
Sowing nature with the ashes of cities
Nourishing the wilderness with our remains
Our last screams covered by the rustling of a new life
Born again creatures of old, prevailing against history
Concrete and iron demons torn down
By flesh, bones and fire
No walls were strong enough
To survive the primal fury of the Earth
I witnessed the second coming of Nature
And its only judgment knew no forgiveness