The End of all things; the world, life, even existance.
Ravenous Eyes and Greedy tongues are all I see,
An ominous bliss that leaches on the soul.
A crypt-filled land and a bloody sea,
With silver, spider silk to collect the toll.
Grim snickers behind dismal masks,
Like a joker jesting about a deathly row.
A row of the innocent wearing reflecting casts,
a noose of a vain where he'll reap what (someone else once) sow.
Pleasant drinking and Glory on the waisted lives.
How now, I hear the angel's bay darkly and piss.
Collateral damage of insulting fists and wordy knives,
As the universe buckles and succumbs to death's eternal kiss.
This, I say, is the end of the end,
And I fear what lies beyond the other bend.