It’s been some long few days, with darkened skies
The sun and his colors doth not shine.
He has fallen, and burst, into a fiery blaze,
Purging all that was before and laying ash over sown crops

Stone giants now stand tall, shielding the fire gods’ rage,
I look up to them and inspire the radioactive air under their stalwart’s gaze,
The casted shadow now spreads and cutting cold now settles,
As the flames subside and a new frost strengthens the scaffolding of the future.

I keep the moon of soot under my frenzied eyes and raise a new temple,
Of a new fire god, one that might wash ancient and blackened soot
And cleanse the world of such cold and think beyond oneself,
So that hearts can rest easy…