Doom

Doom



Cry out to everyone

the time is coming soon



Dark stars are on the run,

red blood is on the moon



Blackness now approaches;

the juggernaut of doom



The kings are in hiding,

each cowering in his tomb



Souls of degradation

swing swift their swords of gloom



Their blades have cut too deep

to ever heal the wound



We'll never heal the wound



No one would believe

the prophet and His tune



Too few loved Him enough

to keep His promise true



All of the angles' dreams

have fallen into ruin



Your conscience should have known

this world's death would loom



Foul breath has blackened

the rainbow's brilliant hue



The scale has tipped too far

for us to start anew



We'll never start anew



We'll never start anew



N.N. 11/11/77