[Intro] / ambient underground hiss, roaring furnace air intake, toxic gas venting / rigid synthetic bassline slowly fading in / female French whisper, heavy tape delay Le volcan d'argile... cinq cents degrés de haine... (The clay volcano... five hundred degrees of hate...) [Verse 1] / harsh male baritone, dry 16th bassline Wartime shortage screaming for the crude oil in the clay Närke turns to ashes and the skies are choked in gray The shale oil corporation feeds the roaring metal beast A monstrous desperation marching blindly to the east Smoke is rising thick across the frozen level plain A burning waste of poisoned rock pumping through the vein A hundred meters high into the bleak Scandinavian cloud The factory is screaming in a suffocating shroud Five hundred degrees of heat locked inside the core The bitter poisoned legacy of industrial total war [Pre-Chorus] #heavy metal kick slam Red glowing embers churning in the hollow of the hill! A man-made terror answering to corporate iron will! #metal stomp #crescendo Sulfur in the lungs! The ground begins to bake! A devastating monument no human hand can break! [Chorus] / aggressive male shout, full EBM sequence Burn Kvarntorp! The burning waste of stone! A monument of war that is standing all alone! #metal stomp #crescendo Fuming with gas! Smoldering in ash! A manufactured hell in a devastating clash! Volcano on the plains! An everlasting fire! Born out of crisis and the factory's desire! [Post-Chorus] / cold female vocal, distant reverb, minimal beat La terre maudite... le feu ne meurt jamais... (The cursed earth... the fire never dies...) #industrial strike Sulfur and ash. [Verse 2] / harsh male baritone, tight sequence The machinery is silenced, the refineries are dead The mountain stays alive with an eternal glow of red No one walks the ridge where the toxic vapor seeps A subterranean demon that the northern winter keeps Centuries of poison underneath the silent slag An empire collapsed behind the black industrial flag Steam vents through the gravel, heating up the freezing frost A massive monument to the catastrophic cost [Outro] / beat slows down, heavy kick fades, hissing steam pressure valve echoes / female French whisper Fumée éternelle... la terre qui brûle encore... (Eternal smoke... the earth that still burns...) #distant metal clang Still burning.
