Ash rains down,
Your eyes open as you can see the, mud ,blood and fire around you,
With all your might you push forward,
Pulling yourself across the waistland of dispare,
Sulphur burns the nostrils, and eyes,
But you'll push on,

Chest burning as you try to breathe,
Dieing with each gasp your stride on,
In time you see others, death breathing down there neck as he dose yours.