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apocalypse
We all have gathered here
on this soiled water
to watch the Apocalypse
The sun is falling
The thread has snapped
Slowly decreasing
darkening
cooling
destroying:
the sky, the air, the people
Life as we know it
will be consumed by
the Blight
and we cannot
escape,
preparation, my friend,
is key
Let's wait for star fragments
to scatter upon our streets,
unto our mad children,
scourge our lanky wooded allies,
munch on our beastly companions,
and incinerate us, this will
be the land where
humanity died, these
footsteps will be our grave
Ash and scent of death will remain
All of existence will perish,
then reunite in the soul plane
on this soiled water
to watch the Apocalypse
The sun is falling
The thread has snapped
Slowly decreasing
darkening
cooling
destroying:
the sky, the air, the people
Life as we know it
will be consumed by
the Blight
and we cannot
escape,
preparation, my friend,
is key
Let's wait for star fragments
to scatter upon our streets,
unto our mad children,
scourge our lanky wooded allies,
munch on our beastly companions,
and incinerate us, this will
be the land where
humanity died, these
footsteps will be our grave
Ash and scent of death will remain
All of existence will perish,
then reunite in the soul plane
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