The dread of what will come of this
With fatal eyes over a sinking world
Floods born of malign englect
Reflections of resentment
Of the silent and unflinching beings
The wretched and spineless souls
Into the approaching darkness
Chasm of fire encircled conceited hope
But with us dragged beneath
Become the orphan and the abandoned
Become the spectre of the righteous
The Sun will swallow the earth
But only after it has choked before its time