Al Kiama Chapter 1 : Caldeira - Acyl

You wanna be the mortal with the haughtiness standing on your own

Obey the men’s laws who change until the king decides of his crown

Your own design of life is when everything works the way you want

Overconfident, you challenge the laws so-called divine

Even if deeper in your fragile soul you are unable to control

The weaknesses that authorize what was never formal before

Your thoughts are still your rights but never think that it’s won that you can

use it as you want to

Stay away and help your self to be far from the day of formalities

That day you’re dead

Under the ground

Scared

You’ll turn around

In a weighing silence, every thing is still, the earth is made of graves and

death, the western sun shins to burn the shadows, unknown places,

unknown spaces…

Time is over

This terrifying scream breaks the silence, its echoes explode the ground

Scattered all the graves to Awake the dead, Inert bodies breathe the return,

barefoot and naked body

All hurry to answer the call of the day of awakening

They look around, stunned to see is it here where we lived, we died before?

The clouds are far and dark the air is dire

The hills are crushed and seas in fire