Lo! Lo and behold The world laid before you It takes new forms It grows, before long The land will smolder And chaos will overflow From the peaks To the seas Ignition from the inner channels Through the mantle death now travels From the core Wherein is stored A molten mortar waiting for A vent to open for fire to flow Deposit ash Stone turned to glass Through small eruptions, the mountain born As the quake contribute to the storm Now out from the cold The world has flourished The soil flush with warmth It grows, before long The land will reap spoils The flora in overgrowth From the peaks To the seas Ignition from the inner channels Through the mantle death now travels From the core Wherein is stored A molten mortar waiting for A vent to open for fire to flow Deposit ash Stone turned to glass Through small eruptions, the mountain born As the quake contribute to the storm The terrathaw, the mist it breaks and lifts The rising of the oceans create tidal shifts Tectonic collisions shake the fragile earth The quake creates a path from hell to the surface From the core Wherein is stored A molten mortar waiting for A vent to open for fire to flow Deposit ash Stone turned to glass Through small eruptions, the mountain born As the quake contribute to the storm The mountain born