The Moon Has Dimmed

Where light was once bright, the shadows upon the earth have haulted

By the brightness of the moon, and now it has dimmed into the wind

With the gust of smoke and ruin, the shattered glass, the mass of burning fumes

The sun has erupted and the stars have fallen at once in a sensation of anger

From the spirits of evil, the bits and pieces of human guts and blood are exploding

Like the fireworks of cremation, and the smell of cruel tainted poisoned perfumes

Of the life that once was, and the moon no longer has a face upon the earth

We now are in a blackened hole of the last moment of time, where the crackling

Sound of blasting comets, and crashing bolts of lightening will burn the grass of green

The final days will be counted down, the Apocalypse will soon be ridden of our foolish sin