| Fulfilled prophecy, symbolically
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| Madness in the streets, catastrophe
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| Beginning of the end, the consequence
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| Take all this for granted, life’s contempt
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| The sun now fades away, the day is gone
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| Each of us, for ourselves, on our own
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| Wasn’t worth all this, the cold sets in
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| To curse my sanity, festering within
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| Darkness now consumes, the end draws near
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| Untold agony and suffering
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| Nothing left to give, ashes to dust
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| Soul withered away, corrode to rust
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| Nations go to war, anarchy reigns
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| Soldiers writhe in pain, all of them slain
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| Lifeless barren lands, nothing but flies
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| Dilapidated, a husk of earth now lies
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| The earth reborn
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| No time to mourn
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| Famine and death
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| No chance for heaven, the dread pestilence
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| Nothing left to fear, all hope is lost
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| The world is now engulfed in permafrost
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| The planet starts anew, but at what cost?
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| All life exhausts, genocidal holocaust
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| The earth reborn
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| No time to mourn
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| Famine and death
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| No chance for heaven, the dread pestilence |