Pandora's Box

Pandora's Box The skies rip apart Filling with a hot white fire The winds blow both hot and cold Burning and freezing Birds are replaced by black dragons Smoking cinders fall like rain Covering the ground below Burying people as they run The ancient gods rise up from the ashes Full of vengeance and hate Desiring peace they fight for humanity What has caused the world such pain? Pandora's Box has been opened Hope has died a violent death The last chance was taken from man Rains will wash away the ash The sky will heal Man will survive He always has The gods will return from whence they came But Pandora's Box will remain empty Devoid of all hope