The End
Oceans start to boil
Rivers run dry
Crops begin to spoil
People start to die
Earth begins to shake
Mountain start to blow
Civilization begins to break
Lava starts to flow
Tornadoes begin to twist
Stars start to fall
Soon we’ll cease to exist
The sun won’t rise at all
The World won’t spin
Rain starts to pour
We’re paying for every sin
Human race will be no more
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