Watch the light, fall from the sky, see the clouds assemble. The air itself makes a weeping cry, feel the world tremble. Some were able to prevent this fate, you never thought it'd get this far. Fueled by superstition and hate, leaving an ugly scar. This is your last day to write down your prayers. This is the end of time. Watch the end come, through your own tears. This is your last day to be sincere. This is the end of our time. Play the last card, the greatest of fears. Burning hands thrown to the ground in a last fiery breath. Hear the last faint beeping sound. It's the sound of sheer death. An eon at end and the world exhales. Another strain extinct. Through the dust wakes just roaches in scales, to dinosaurs we're linked. This is your last day...