Dark red patches hovering above,
Clouds of pain and of lost love.
Carrying the burden,
Of men and women in agony.
Of children crying In malad symphony.
Growing heavy every second,
As good men are punished
Till their end.
As truth is crucified,
And honesty is bludgeoned.
To decorate the evil,
With a facade,
Looking like a legend.
As it gets deeper and redder,
As it blocks out the sun,
The darkness only gets
More and more fume.
As it spreads from our eyes,
And reaches our hearts.
We feel no pain anymore.
Now the darkness is so deep,
That it can't get any deeper.
Soon everything falls apart.
There's noise, there's chaos.
Panic everywhere.
There's no friend.
There's no brother.
Only an hunger for survival.
Soon the red spreads
From the skies,
To the streets.
There's rot and rust In civilization,
At every feet.
As evil swiftly diffuses,
Into the good and honest,
The only thing inevitable,
Is humanity's defeat.
As the clouds breaks it's bonds,
A torrent is unleashed,
A clensing fire Is released.
That washes the streets.
Destroying and creating
As it moves.
Giving a new hope.
For a new world.
All the while,
Purging the older one.
But to what end.
Only to repeat the mistakes,
Only to nourish and nurture evil
Back to it's feet.
Because nature is flawed.
As the rain,
That cremates the clouds,
Gives it birth.
