Apocalyptic Dream
Somewhere, over the monochromatic arch
Across the sky
The shadows of twisted figures against the sun
Writhe and shriek
A daunting vision brings forth
An unsettling fear
The cries shake the earth
As the shadows grow
The horizon begins to burn
A blinding blood red
The embers of burning life
Rising to the atmosphere
The Earth splits open
Her blood spilling onto the crust
Structures melt away
As humanity is reduced to ashes
Nothing remains
To remember you by
All of history is lost
Everything is dead
We will never expand
Just another speck in the universe
Killed by the hand of a greater force
Who knew better than us
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