When the quake event comes to pass
Then will no mortal soul present
Witness the end or broadcast
Falsehood concerning its eruption
Many will it bring low
Many shall die
As the earth would be shaken
To its depth and the mountains crumble under pressure
The mother earth would open
And be filled with humans, properties
And wonders of the world, all buried alive
Then like a satisfied lion
The earth shall be it again
And life shall bubble back with happiness
Anywhere you step on was once a grave
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