Giant forks,
Spikes of death,
Running into thick fog,
Unable to breath,
Destruction, power,
Sweeps, through the trees,
Water and rivers
Full of disease.

Innocent souls,
Memories are crushed,
The environment,
Full of dust,
Reaping needles of pain,
Blue, pearlescent,
Tearing our terrain.

Houses are full,
To the brim of incapability,
Monstrous waves,
push and pull,
Sweeping you,
From under your feet,
Pulling you into,
An early fate.