Your crater stands abandoned in the dirt,
As thirsty dreams evaporate for good;
Beneath your dusty surface pressures spurt,
Leaving behind deposits in the mud.
They burn you with their sulphate-silic blood,
And your horizons change beyond repair;
Then ground water appears like a lost flood,
Leaving behind pure sulphur in your lair.
We cut you with a knife and steal without a care.