Armageddon
The sun rises from beneath the hills
Touching our skin, the skin begins to shed
Baring our muscles, exposing our bones
The world is colored in red
And we're screaming
One by one our skeletal figures burst into crumbs
Descend to the ground and blow away with the storm
The human race is abolished, the Earth is a cold empty shell
Until there's a buzzing and the air grows warm
Thank God I was dreaming
Copyright © Kyle Carlson | Year Posted 2011
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