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The End
The streets engulfed in shadows
The lonely streets of doom
Lined with bodies hung on gallows
Here, Death's presence looms
The path that leads to nowhere
but the afterlife
People have the same fate shared
Shot, strangled, or stabbed by a knife
Love is non-existent
Unlike hate and greed
They won't stay resilient
They've abandoned their creed
Loneliness haunts all our minds
Never an exception
Humanity has left us blind
And left mass devastation
The angels fall, the demons rise
And those in between die
We all face our final demise
And watch the falling sky.
The Earth sees its gloomy fate
and young or old shall fall
humans face our terrors great
this is the final call
The lonely path, dark as ever
takes on a bleak, grim hike
the tortured screams shall last forever
all the same, alike
The only words that linger still
from souls unable to mend
the raven on the windowsill
it utters: "Tis the end!"
The lonely streets of doom
Lined with bodies hung on gallows
Here, Death's presence looms
The path that leads to nowhere
but the afterlife
People have the same fate shared
Shot, strangled, or stabbed by a knife
Love is non-existent
Unlike hate and greed
They won't stay resilient
They've abandoned their creed
Loneliness haunts all our minds
Never an exception
Humanity has left us blind
And left mass devastation
The angels fall, the demons rise
And those in between die
We all face our final demise
And watch the falling sky.
The Earth sees its gloomy fate
and young or old shall fall
humans face our terrors great
this is the final call
The lonely path, dark as ever
takes on a bleak, grim hike
the tortured screams shall last forever
all the same, alike
The only words that linger still
from souls unable to mend
the raven on the windowsill
it utters: "Tis the end!"
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