Appocolypse

by REX   Mar 21, 2007


Watch forth for ye know not when the master cometh,
the floor falls from beneath and the Skys turn red as blood,
the moon howls and falls black with silence.

Dreaming awake whilst walking asleep,
standing alone whilst the world around you crumbles and decays,
and trees and mountains break forth to let thy power explode.

Death tolls and life ebbs by as you never change,
people scream and die,
and all you can do is look on and cry!

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