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Pompeii
Imagine a small planet on fire
Two steps from the edge of the universe
Watch it now, as the flames tickle higher
Today the volcano is at her worst
Billowing smoke to clothe her dignity
Can you hear her throat bubble with laughter?
Below, a multitude of ants all flee
Others wait in their homes for the slaughter
Praying to Mars, the god of war and blood
But their cries will go out in vain today
For now here comes the fiery flood
To wash the pathos of before away
From the ashes, a wave of chaos born
Hollow statues cower against the morn
Two steps from the edge of the universe
Watch it now, as the flames tickle higher
Today the volcano is at her worst
Billowing smoke to clothe her dignity
Can you hear her throat bubble with laughter?
Below, a multitude of ants all flee
Others wait in their homes for the slaughter
Praying to Mars, the god of war and blood
But their cries will go out in vain today
For now here comes the fiery flood
To wash the pathos of before away
From the ashes, a wave of chaos born
Hollow statues cower against the morn
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