The Tower

The sky was dark, as red as blood. The comets streaked like bullets through mud. The sun eclipsed behind the clouds. The rain and rolling thunder loud. The trees caught fire as strange storms raged. The waters were jagged like monsters escaping their cage. Chaos reigned as star dust fell. Into the darkness we are sent to dwell. Ashes feel like snow at dusk. It softened the sounds and everything hushed. The cosmos swirled like whirlpool clouds. Leaving no one with any doubts. The time has come to destroy what is. So we may begin anew, in bliss.