Oozing sulfur smell from rising counter liquor
The ground vibrates with an inner resonance
The earth's crust cracks, a log tumbles out
Like a fairy tale monster unfurling its flaming tail
The fire dragon wakes up from the depths of the mountain,
The volcano that slept for centuries
Now sprays its burning blood over ravines and precipices,
And snorts with smoke and steam
A storm of fire together with rock and ash
Surges down the mountainside, towards its canyon
Out of the gap: like a genie from a bottle
Flows the lava flow in varied action
The breath: the volcanic ash, covering and suffocating everything in its path
From the stomach: the revered throne of the magma chamber
Toxic gas clouds hover over the momenta
Eyes of fire from the hot dragon's nest
Until tongues of fire crawl into their crater
Back to the primordial patrons