• I wonder around my mind of destruction
    Why these trees roam in this hill
    An evil commence takes place
    A fire starts the run of the mill
    Fire has burn the hills into ashes
    the smoke rise on to the sky
    I watch the fire run over the hill
    I began to hear the trees cry
    All of their years begins dying
    the fire ignores their mercy
    Remains of ashes just lying
    The rain has fallen, overcomes it completely
    The fire had started to fear
    Leaves behind it's violent remains
    As I stay from there and here
    I create more fire with my hands of flames