The End of Days - Part Three

Take a deep breath exhale; sigh Can you, feel it, coming, in the air.... You've come as gone too far there's no Turning back and quite frankly I do believe Heaven has had enough of your darkened ways Bittersweet there is no doubt to be torn wishing never A priceless life may suffer amid any way ? So somber is ill Yet nothing has ever changed the tears remain: can't you see.