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Apocalypse

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The eagles fall from the sky as the clouds open up,
The mountains roar as they fall in piles of dust,
With my eyes wide shut, I see,
That I could be the strongest man alive,
But even I will fall,
Leaves fall from the tree,
The water runs dry,
My tongue tastes nothing,
Because I refused to see,

Evil has a heart, and a heart has evil,
They still say we can't change,
That I can't change,
People,
We are all going to die someday,
So let's share a drink as the world burns to ashes,
Let the people eat the heart,
Drink the blood of glory,
Because these are our last days,

One last moment,
One last hell yeah,
One last kiss,
One last kill,
The spirits will rise as the bodies fall,
Swipe in and take it all away,

As the buildings burn,
As the fingers run over the keys,
We will still remain the same,
Selfish,
Ignorant,
Spiteful,
We will always be the same,

Like the last chance,
This is our day,
People,
Face your demons, because we're all dead,
We won't get any better,
But I remember this,
In the face of the apocalypse,
All that matters is who's holding your hand.
I was slightly intoxicated but I think it's good.
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lloviendo-amor's avatar
i love this. the whole meaning, its wonderful, spiteful, and so true.