Giants free to spark, The world watches as wings crest, As the fog draws near. Earthly roars bring forth, Behemoths from the east grow, Land stolen by sea. A thunder’s sound shakes, As ash fills into their lungs, The disaster takes. A whisper is heard, No warnings or mercy pleas, A flash takes a life. Quiet eerie nights, A lonesome canoe forges, A soul falls to depths.