-Apocalypse-
Shades of everything,
black and blue.
I am flawed,
What should I do.
.
I am falling,
when will I land?
Hit the bottom,
I turn to sand.
.
The end is near,
nothing I can do.
Shall I fear,
Will I die.
.
Black sun,
embrace the sky.
Even immortal,
now will die.
.
Then it is calm,
no shape in sight.
Faultier along,
filled with fright.
.
I am gone,
but there is no light.
.
Gone to far,
won't get back.
This is the end,
and all is black.
Auther: Darryl (fugazi)