The New World
The earth will shake in its own will,
Creating disco on floor.
Malady will come crawling like a snake,
And quitely plague the earth, bringing balance in Nature.
The wind will dance in its destructive way,
Going round and round in her beautiful gown.
The fire will fall from the sky,
And heal the earth with its burning aura.
The water too, will make a move towards the land
With its huge waves, cleaning away the sins.
And at the end, will come together the spirits of eternity,
Revealing themselves to the world,
Illuminating its aura all over.
And thus from the ashes of the old world,
Shall the new world be born.
A world free from all sins.