Gaia's Nightmare
The Land is dark and desolate,
I thought I knew it well,
The oceans rich with lava,
The day as hot as hell.
The land shifts unsteadily,
Hills rise and fall and break,
Which way to turn, which way to go,
His soul tells him the path to take.
Through the valleys, burnt and broken,
Past the jagged mountain cliff,
Step after step, drop after drop,
The hot air starts to drift.
Once a valley, now a desert,
Once oceans flowing free,
Now molten liquid searing the bays,
A sorry sight for me.
As lightning arked across the sky,
And flames burst from the earth,
I woke from my deep slumber,
Whilst crackling flames jumped in the hearth.