In the heart of shadows, despair takes its throne,
A tale unfurls, a prophecy doom-laden, known.
This world tumbles, crumbling to dust,
A symphony of ruin, a cataclysm unjust.
Behold, fiery skies cast in infernal hue,
Chaos descending, desires it subdue.
Man-made monsters maraud the Earth's crust,
Feasting on flesh, heralding their vile lust.
Rivers run crimson, poisoned and defiled,
Grounds scream in torment, tormented and wild.
No solace, no mercy, only decaying decay,
This wicked dance of demise, forever to stay.
The moon weeps tears of blood, stars lose their gleam,
Witnessing the final act, eternal night's extreme.
Screams echo through ruins, a haunting elegy,
As the dying world exhales its last, desperate plea.
Madness takes the throne, sanity enshrouded,
Humanity, a plague vile, pays its dues clouded.
Darkness cradles each soul, sins it does caress,
No redemption, no salvation, this nightmare won't regress.
Oceans rise, devouring cities like a beast,
Crashing waves embodying wrath untamed, a feast.
No refuge to find, no shelter to confide,
The end of existence, in darkness does reside.
With each breath, the world kneels to its fall,
The end of days, surrendering to the call.
A quivering darkness swallows every flicker of light,
Leaving despair alone, eternal, infinite.
So heed this warning, a cautionary refrain,
Of wickedness and darkness, we shall be enchained.
For when the end nears, as it surely will,
The world succumbs to stillness, a darkness so chill.
©viralfreak
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