To fill the sky with fire Burning atmosphere No Oxygen to breathe in Only CO2 and fear  Western colonizations All covered up in smoke The smell of ash Of desolation and slightly charring oak  We spent our whole lives planning For the ends of time to come But when it does we panic Manic people run a muck  Those up in the cities Notice no difference, Feel no fear Their world's already covered  By the smoggy smoke now here  But their eyes see the oranges The Red and yellow hues They stare and think in wonder 'What happened to the blue?'  They soon come about to realize That it's getting hard to breathe The weaker of the breed Fall and suffocate on the street  It's because we didn't think About the future of our land That we suffer suffocation And now everyone is dead