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The world stands on the brink of destruction

On the verge of collapsing in on itself

When the terror became too much then people fled in hysteria

Like caged animals set free

To destroy what they once held valuable

"I can feel it now

This shadowed presence

This death touch"

I laugh these thoughts away, eerie sounds resonate

Through the false icons of our dying hope

Wandering through these desolate streets

A view so empty and grey, I find my comfort

I walk alone, down the road to perdition

With joy U steal from the fallen

At their expense, I cover my own expenses

The silence was broken with a shattering metallic scream

What is this noise I'm hearing?

A whistling cry of death fell from the sky

A cataclysm had fallen

As terrifying as it seemed, I stood there looking

Into its deathly grin

Wandering through these desolate streets

A view to end my days, I find my comfort

I walk alone, one step closer to perdition

Falling back on the edge of a sepulcher

Hovering above me, I see

A beautiful winged woman crying

Her eyes lit with a fierce blast

My once soft face, angled with bone as my identity

Strips from my body

Tonight I sleep for eternity

And my sick addiction can rest with me

But was my death a result of my living?

I am smiling in my last breath

And someone is smiling back...