Noxious clouds

Hells paradise, noxious clouds forming colours bright
If only man could survive this sight.
Beautiful colours of noxious gas
Eventually clearing as the years pass
to late though for all of us.
Who where the ones, who told us not to fuss?
Bring them here, show them what did happen to them.
Let them weep into the bloodied waters of hells paradise.
A place where beauty still exists
But man cannot live nor witness.
Oh the tragedy of hells Paradise.