The Iron Cemetery

Illusion Suite

Electric tension will foster an iron scourge
 Inside the tower of Wardenclyffe
 The weather's running wild
 Craving force, power fusion, radiant diffraction
 A whole production managed by one man
 The tower of Tesla will stand

 All the world rejoices
 Now as science brings the world to light
 But the electromagnetic field of the Earth
 Brings all to a wild collision

 This December something's on the rise
 There's a sign in a dark horizon
 Cosmic fusion, sky divine

 Ash from above
 Makes an illusion
 Liquified metal rain down
 Draping the sky in shades this night

 There was a place called Iron Cemetery
 And science made it so
 Forceful and decisive was the ironizing
 And when metallic smoke had cleared up
 The human race resembled robotic remains
 They met their end in silence

 Watching his act
 Turning to chaos
 Trying to finalize a cure
 Watching his loved ones turn

 So the years pass in silence without intrusion
 Then suddenly a fragile flower blooms
 Diffusing its life-giving fumes

 Ash from the sky
 Made its intrusion
 Forging its liquified crown
 Down on the living of this world