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The Way the World Ends

Look into these eyes,
What do you see?
Remnants of a fallen world,
Long lost in history.

A million bleeding souls,
Pierced by the falling blade.
Deep beneath the ice and stone,
Where the essence of life once laid.

Corruption weaves itself into the world,
Hiding amidst the descending mist.
Horrific tendrils scatter in the darkness,
Twisting and turning all that which exists.

Craven faces stare at the endless sky,
Expressions of ache and agony fade.
They cringe before the burning impact,
As a foreign weapon does invade.

When the ultimate judgment does descend,
This is the way the world ends.

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