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Apocalypse Part 1: The Four Elements
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Series For the winters drought
The snow not gracing our land
With its unprecedented beauty and glamour
The drops of rain pouring down
A shining crescendo
Filling our hearts with every step
The angle of triangular points
Crossing off with a pair of red shoes
Undercurrents of wind whisking away our dreams
Stealing our thoughts and coming forth from beyond life
Fires raging, fires roaming
Fireballs plowing and scorching the land
Obliterating humankind
Falling trees, crashing down with vengeance
Buildings falling down without notice
The fires gleaming in their eyes
Burning their life away
Reach into their hearts
Constrict their bloodflow
The burning hand of fate
Will show no mercy for reconciliation
Thunderous lightning and furious anger
Explosions erupting like volcano's
Dominating pure hearts
Shocking every living thing in its path
Destruction reigning forth
With no opposition does it foreclose
Their own hearts reaching passed mortality
The nerves shut down inducing a chemical shock
Nothing fulfilled and desires shattered
This tunder rages on for furious ages to come
Earth shattering quakes
Engulfing what it consumes
The wounded animals left for dead
The bodies covering the earth
Hollow centers filling with life
The lifeless walking the streets
Roaming aimlessly of whats left
Construed by the tides of life
Their hearts and empty souls still walk the streets
The silent echoes of change
Never grounding their anger
They walk the streets with no purpose
