End time

The world will stand still
there will be no noise
there will be no air
the sun will not shine
the moon will be high up there
still, in its grey glory
From the east the rustle of angels  wing
will be heard while from the west anger trumpets
the south shall be quiet
as is the North
War
from the east silent death from the air
set free from a laboratory
from the west, trumpets of missiles, raining fire and iron
set free with human fury
War will triumph
and humankind will lose...