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Gabriel blew his trumpet decades ago

The sky peeled back

The stars snuffed out

An abyss pitch black

This land now belongs to the endlings

This land now belongs to the endlings

This world now belongs to the endlings

The roads are faded guidelines, once useful

Now you'll only find those who prey on their own brother's flesh

The dead waltz forever in the desert

Their minds are melted

Chasing phantoms in abandoned structures

As the years grind on

Fingers are offered up for sacrifice

Until none are left

Then replaced by whole limbs

This place takes and takes every fiber of your being

Then placed upon the altar

And as the prince of pain, revels, continues to devour

Hope for a paradise takes a new meaning

As I become a legate for the devil will

Commanding waves of malice

Mercy now crushed for the need to live

With life eating life

The smell of burning flesh

Envelopes the planet

The sun casts its gaze over this world

Breaking the backs of those caught

Vultures thrive on the carrion