A storm is brewing overhead,
We�ll all be lucky if we don�t end up dead.
The clouds above are preparing to unleash their fury upon us,
While we await judgment.
Some of us know what this storm might bring,
Others couldn�t expect a thing.
This is but another trial,
Another test among the endless struggle.
There are rewards for our efforts,
But they don�t surpass the punishments for our failure
Some say that we brought this upon ourselves
That we could have prevented this.
Others say that this was an accident,
Just another hit and miss.
We run, panicking, scared for our lives.
But there is nowhere to run.
We�ll all receive what is coming to us
This is the day when the world ends.
This is the day that was not supposed to come.
This is the hour when our time is done
All hope is lost,
This is it,
You should have followed the signs,
Now they won�t let you quit
Nothing�s fair in love and War,
Famine�s here, we have no more.
Pestilence arrives and danger looms,
Death comes last,
We meet our doom
