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GEMUT APOCALYPTICUS

Terrain to thy welcoming, clapsing
As the sky in fear of the rage, gasps
Oh to devour the devourers tasking
Prepared for thee Oh apocalis

The blue in time so lovely
I could feel the touch firmly
On the contour to thine rays
To light the path to thine rains

It's about time she smiled
To the spat tornado filed
At the shooting of a rock star
About the end to make this war

Vent in the anger roaring
To the spiteful will of war
As it rolls down ocean of wants
To the desires that can't be quenched

You asked for love, It offers hate 
Asked for peace , offers war
Asked for flower, offers it with viper
Wrapped it in the vase of its casing

Who will tell the sky?,  enough!
Who will say to Leviathian, rot!
To the waggling of its bumps 
As it rolls the sea over its bits

To archaic! Lost battle to strength 
To witty! Lost wars to the wise
The rolls of anger set lose await
Yet the world will not remain same.

Caress the earth in her warmth
Don't consume her in her rage
Make her a better place to her hosts
Her end shouldn't be the heart of apocalypse

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