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The stars are falling down. Right from out the sky. You laugh instead of frown. You laugh when we all cry. The planets are colliding. You love the way it sounds. It fills you up with pride.
The sky was black with angry cloud as day slipped into night, And darkness like a cosmic shroud laid claim to earth's bright light.
When the end is getting closer and the earth will meet the sky. Now you repent because you realise that you're about to die. When cracks start to appear in the ground and it crumbles away.
Raindrops frozen in time Suspended in mid air He knew not of any crime Stalking the land with due care The scene was paused and troubled No sun, no sounds, no light The city was war torn, rubbled...
I saw the angels singing of death. The last of the brave, unleashing their wrath. It was all in the old scriptures, the lies we wouldn't believe. So many a warning, so hard to see.
Tic-tock, tic-tock, time was running out. Tic-tock, tic-tock, he frantically rushed about. Tic-tock, tic-tock, there where only moments left. Tic-tock, tic-tock, his senses where bereft.
I recently (yesterday) bought Plague Inc. off the App Store and began to WIPE OUT ALL OF HUMANITY!!. And to have some fun, I named my disease Happiness. It was hilarious.
From the skies, a rain of fire fell in a cascade of destruction. A monster dealing death from above, burning all it touched. With it, came a miasma of disease and rot. The world collapsed.
2112. The year where everything stops. People had been predicting it for years, but no one listened. No one paid attention. And no one survived.
They walk the earth forever bound, searching for our every sound. Tearing flesh to feed their pits, scrounging through the dead for leftover bits.
How the world will end Is a mystery to us all Will the sun crash into us As a flaming ball. Will we kill off ourselves With war and polution.
It was the glimpse into a nightmare... Or was it a dream. Which reflected That which I already knew- Though could not believe true.
Listen. You need to get away from here.
When the first bombs fell, I was nowhere to be seen. I had already come clean, two weeks before, on the end of a rope in the old general store.
What if.. A film was made where the world was going to end (nothing new right?) but everyone knew it.. So the president of America gathered 100 people.
Someone once asked me, What would you do, If the world was ending. And my first thought was of you. My heart started pounding and my mind ran away, To that desolate future where I find you one day.
Slippery. That was the feeling I couldn’t shake after having spoken to the salesman. I stood there feeling violated, a folder in hand as well as his card, not knowing what to do next.
As I stood there surveying the blasted landscape knowing in my soul this is the end, yet finding comfort in that fact, I waited.
Waiting for the world to end and I'm sitting in a bar. Plenty of people coming and going, seemingly oblivious to the pending doom.
Remember those prophecies. The ones which we laughed at. Joked about; 'Bring it on 2012!' .
Watching the chaos unfold from my window, I knew there was nothing I could do.
Once upon a time there was a person who was playing football and he wanted to get something so he crossed the road half way but he got run over by a car But one day he became a zombie and he killed...