The End?

Mothers mothers all around,
Teachers daughters hear the sound!
This life will shortly come to an end,
Let all people prepare to descend!
For our bodies are slowly becoming sick,
Can't you hear the clock tick?
The sun the stars and the sky,
Will not be flying oh so high.
The ocean will also be gone soon,
And there won't be wolves to howl at the moon.
Some are innocent some are guilty,
Some are just downright dirty!
But it won't matter how you lived,
Because all will soon be killed!