Going deep through lava and hot stones,
Passing by gravity and steamy moans.
I'm getting closer now to my destination,
I won't allow any stopping at any station.
I'm getting closer; I can feel the bones,
Of a million years of volcanic songs.
Their songs of death are full of passion,
Nothing but the lounging for destruction.

I'm here now so truly close, to achieving power, the
ultimate force.
Soon it will all end, but I'm so far away from my promised
land.
I try so find, I seek with my eyes, for the ever more
ancient surprise.
It's getting hot, my skin is melting the pain I'm feeling is
enchanting.

Give me a reason give me a cause,
For I am not even a tiny bit close.

Kill me, hurt me jest don't let me live, with the
remembrance of my life passing like a breeze.