The sky full of ash
The roar the anger from the dust cloud
Fire and ash and lava pour into the blackend sky

Beneth the town of. Pompie
The poeple rush to evacuate to save what precious gifts they can take away
Most have left some stay not wanting to go away
In danger they are from the poisouos dust cloud


The smoking ash cloud belows hot ash smoking ash
Poison fumes linga about
heat that kills
The city will be consumed

The falling ash burnig poisous radiates intences heat
Consuming the poeple who delay the are killed buried for all time
Locked in there death rows of time cunsumed by the ash they died so fast
Coverd up left to rot

There bodies dead the city all its streets and house cover over in the volcanos cloud for pompies death has begun buried under the weight of ash lost in time cunsumed by the volcanos lave ash