Inferno
When the oil lamps grow cold
And the world is lost in gold.
When we forget the essence of light
And choose power and might.
When love is replaced by war
And we loose sight of the shore.
It is when tears run dry
And all is lost in the war cry
We will self destruct
To once again reconstruct
What once was a beautiful planet
Witholding peace as a blanket
And the cycle of death and rebirth
Our own mother Earth.
