Testo di The Isle Of California

Furious winds, sky grows black Circum polar vortex, weather changing patterns Causing solar storms Living on the San Andreas fault line I feel the earth shake, ground splits open wide! Massive tidal waves, seaports flood Power lines fall, bridges rip apart. Cars drop into the sea, crimson stench rises up Observing the light, gas lines burst out in flames. Water starts gushing everywhere, sharks wait to claim their prey No one will survive on this day, the west coast slips into the sea The worst quake in world history.