End of the World
“ The end of the world”
Planets are like just round balls
One day they all have to fall
Heaven or hell
That day angles would ring justice bells
Then we would be wordless
The life we started there would be timeless
The graves would rise again
With a little hope of fame
Our deeds will be counted
Then we all have to be mounted
Sometimes I just wonder
How would I surrender
When the journey ends
With a clap of thunder.
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