Tomb Of Tephra Paroles

(chorus)
Rain, rain - my fire down
For days and many nights
Pain, pain - of gruesome kind
In the tomb of tephra

I would be cracking the damned core
To your earth's deadly uterus
Seed my spite in ancient fire
And then let it rain again

With fierce nature
I was approaching
With intention to
Undo all the patterns
Running forth, breaching
And covering
What an irony and blessing
Of Vulcania No one will ever know
Their overwhelming
No one but I
And so it must be

(repeat chorus)