POOLS OF BLOOD,LAKES OF FIRE.

A waft of sulpher fills my nose
Smoke is coming from all four volcanoes
The sky is turning yellow with smoke
Struggling for breath I start to choke
I look about, survey the scene
The sky is turning the colour tangerine
The mouth of the volcano is quickly filling
Won’t be long before it’s over spilling
Bubbles of lava with a fiery glow
Burst up and then bob back down below
Filling and deflating like a balloon
I think there will be trouble soon

Bloop, bloop, bloop, pop, pop, pop
The lava is starting to dribble over the top
The lava yet again slowly sinks
The air around here bloody stinks
Is this the smell of decay and death?
Coming from the almighty king’s breath?
A rumble sounds, long and steady
I think the eruptions are almost ready
Four consecutive explosions fill the air
Magma and rock fly everywhere
They spill their guts over the side
I’ve no where to run, nowhere to hide
The volcanoes have no worries or cares
Eject their melting cores like solar flares
Raging torrents of fire are racing our way
The outlook looks bleak and grey

As we both sit here below
We are treated to a lightning show
Clouds of ash, flames of bright
Rumbles of anger, flashes of light
The sky is changing colour, I’m starting to fret
The sky is now turning the colour claret
The burning material is stinging my eyes
My lungs work faster to acclimatise
I feel light-headed, I can’t breathe
As I listen to the volcanoes boil and seethe

Boiling lakes ,pools of blood red fire
Flames and smoke rise higher and higher
Boulders the size of a family car
Propel through the air like a shooting star
This is the end, this is Armageddon
Another few hours and it will all be gone
The King of darkness caused this lands creation
Now it faces total annihilation
There ‘s no disputing the message that he ‘s sending
We now face an Apocalyptic ending

Not that we will be here to see it
As we will burn first in this fiery pit
Haze obscures the clarity of the sky
Time to kiss my ass goodbye
The full moon shrinks to a pin head in size
No longer visible before my eyes
It’s darker than the blackest night
Yet I can see the volcanoes burning bright
The dark one, he who must be obeyed
Is feeling let down, feeling betrayed

No birds singing now, the only sound
Is the melody of death playing in the background
Explosions sounding, a jack hammer in my brain
As the debris continue to rain
I can’t take any more of the searing heat
I can’t run or retreat
My life is over, my number has been picked
My bucket is almost kicked
The King of Darkness holds out his hand
As he takes me from this land
Hist thirst has been well and truly fueled
Each and every death has been well scheduled