Sometimes I feel a volcano
It's dragging me to hell
Above the mountains
Breathing out sulfur everywhere
Burying streets and houses

Petrifying each and every man
Turning the mercy of strong
Winds into the rocks
Of storms and thunder
Standing there without a soul
Without a thought, just like a stone

Now say what you must
And kill your design
Turning ashes into dust
It chills to the spine
I don't understand
I thought I knew you well