The Last Hour Is Remembered and Then Forgotten

After the chaos... The final burning begins. The sanctity of shelter emptied. Echoes vibrate with hollowness and constantly laughing. What's the reason with all these shadows. Where do they hide? Left with nothing, and no more compassion inside. I gave it another meaning. Consuming disaster is breathing. Lifeless cadavers still bleeding. Blistered are the boils again. In here... The last hour is remembered and then forgotten. Open wide with eyes distorted. Broken body, twisted and contorted. Smiles with evil grin as we`re all aborted.