World's Ending
''through clouds of smoke,
through acid rain,
all you can see,
is destruction and pain,
bomb shells dropping,
endless bullets fly,
till no one is left,
to see the world die,
thanks to humans,
we live in fear,
and because of them,
we can not hear,
the crying and mourning,
of lost loved ones so dear,
so this is how it will end,
with us killing them,
and them killing us,
the human race is hopeless,
we've made our own doom,
we have made our own hell.
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