Light seeps through the cracks of our existence
Faint promises of a brighter tomorrow.
Vultures circle above, announcing another imminent death
The stench of carrion so thick that you can taste it.
Down the street a woman sobs, a rotting carcass cradled in
her arms
So this is the end.
The door closing upon the humanity of the Earth.
And those that are elsewhere,
How do they fare, I wonder?
Are they lost in despair? Crying in fear? Or do they know?
And if so, do they care?
Another tower crumbles down
As another city burns to the ground.
The skies fill with ash,
Which was once perhaps flesh?
Through the haze there is a shadow
Of the one who is not there.
A joyful laugh, mirthful delight as he revels in our
despair.
To the end of time we followed, to the end of a time we
caused.
This was the prophecy, we remembered with a pause.
The wheels have set in motion, the end of time draws near,
Basking in the blood bath we surrender all we’ve feared.
10/24/2012
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