The End

In the end there is doom
Thing that eat others,
Things causing gloom.
A world with no caring mothers.

In the end no one escapes.
As the terrors of Hell
Begin to traipse.
No one will hear them yell.

Once the plague begins, people will die.
They will be slaughtered and killed
Monsters will laugh as children begin to cry.
Human blood with begin to be spilled.

Monsters will sharpen their claws.
Demons will ready for flight
Creatures that have no flaws.
They will attack at night

When His army arrives.
The End will already have began
First they will plant breeding hives.
He will have success for his plan.
Second, Demons will invade the street.
Only to cause fear.
Third, zombies will begin to eat.
Then people will know the end is near.

After the first wave of Demons is done,
People may try to survive.
But don’t it only makes the killing more fun.
Just surrender! None of you will thrive.

He will hunt you down,
Once he finds you, you’ll be filled with pain.
You’ll be too weak to even frown.
He’ll use many tools of bane.

After He’s done, he begin to cook you, ALIVE.
He’ll use oil to eat you like Fondue.
In the back, a band will play a Jive.
Then He’ll slowly dump you in a brew.

After you’ve been cooked, He’ll begin the Great Feast.
You’ll be ripped apart,
By each blood-thirsty beast.
Last their bake your brain into a giant Tart.

Can’t you see know that the end is bad.
So why would people want it to come so soon?
Don’t ask me For I am Him, the one who’ll make you sad.
You can’t stop my evil rune.

Eventually I will arrive in the Present Time,
By then I’ll be unstoppable.
Not even your biggest army will stop my wave of crime.
Nothing will overcome my greatest obstacle.

By then maybe you will learn,
Why I shouldn’t be reckoned with.
By then there’ll be many people you can mourn.
People call me fake, but it sounds like the truth is the only true MYTH.