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Calamity
Earth's final day came unexpected It wasn't heralded, nor was it detected The skies suddenly bled with starry rain And everything living started to feel pain. All lands and crops begun to decay Then human flesh rotted and grayed As planes from our skies started to fall The feeling of horror dawned on us all. Every believer begged their gods, lost Looking for answers at any cost In order to glimpse beyond the veil To strengthen their hope that was so frail The horns of apocalypse roared from south to north But it wasn't angels that then came forth. The Beasts of Calamity descended with one order To kill and tear, respecting no border No law, no pleading, no prayers too With each moment their hunger grew To every human their rage was drawn And there was no running from this hellish spawn. It seemed that the gods have left us to die Their benevolent protection simply a lie As moon above with crimson flared With thousands of eyes it quietly stared At our demise, terror and fall As death came and conquered all.
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