When the stones rained down
and smoke rose above the clouds
Dodging debris,
my uncle put his fleet to sea
And as he waved and turned away,
set his sails across the bay
Who could ever guess, my dear Tacitus,
the gods were so enraged
And lightning arced,
and dust turned the daylight dark
And the helmsman cried,
wondered if they'd survived
But through the thickening smoke,
they found the harbour choked
Still he urged them on
while he stayed calm,
and the ash fell like snow
And the mountain growled,
tearing the buildings down
And for two dark days,
the fires lit the Naples bay
And when it came for them to leave,
there was no escape I see
And his body fell as
the vapors swelled,
so he died as if asleep
Ooh...
A lonely wrench
A couple focusing
Their lenses trained of smoke and fire an
d flame and in unison they rise
as the plume reached greater heights
while around the bend
a grey cloud descends
that'll be their demise and
with blinding speed
They're both killed instantly
And the island roars
Boiling the ocean floor
Though their bodies disappear
Mingle with the earth and air
They will echo on
through the work they've done
Projected through the air
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