Once upon A Time, at the foot of a great mountain

There was a town where the people known as happy folk, lived

Their very existence, a mystery to the rest of the world

Obscured as it was by great clouds

Here they played out their peaceful lives

Innocent of the litany of excess and voilence

That was growing in the world below

To live in harmony with the spirit

Of the mountain called, Monkey was enough

Then one day, strange folk arrived in the town 

They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses

But no one noticed them

They only saw shadows, you see

Without the truth of the eyes, the happy folk were blind

In time, the strange folk found their way

Into the higher reaches of the mountain

And it was there they found

The caves of unimaginable sincerity and giving

By chance, they stumbled upon the place

Where all good souls come to rest

The strange folk, they coveted the jewels 

In these caves above all things 

As soon as the began to mine the mountain

It’s rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world

Meanwhile, down in the town, the happy folk slept restlessly

Their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls

Everyday, people would wake and stare at the mountain  

Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?

And as the strange folk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain 

Holes began to appear, bringing with them a cold and bitter wind 

That chilled the very soul of the Monkey

For the first time, the happy folk felt fearful

For the knew that soon the Monkey would stir from it’s deep sleep

Then there came a sound, distant first, it grew into castrophany

So immense that it could be heard far away in space

There were no screams, there was no time

The mountain called Monkey had spoken

It was only fire and then, nothing

- Gorillaz