The End
Up to the sky, it's opening its eye, Opening it wide Tearing apart reality From within its tendrils descend, Pulling everything into the end So it all can begin again. Into the dark we go, Letting fear overflow, Inviting death, Nice and slow. Squeezing tighter, We're starting to bleed, I can feel it draining out of me, Putting my soul to sleep. The light is sinking down, The air is thinning out, All our screams, Are drowning in the void. This is it , This is how it goes, This is the end.
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