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A cortege of suffering souls
Dragging their poor trunks
Droopingly and wearied
Tottering the edge of their fall
Carrying the carrions of their loved ones
Upon fatigued shoulders

A history on the threshold
Of its final demise
A despoiled ground
Gasping its final breath
Through the vale...
Through the wail...
Laments at the end of the age of the world

Praying for the days to end
The ages lay to rest
A Journey monumental in
tears, burden and pain
The heavens to collide
and earth to form its grave
Epochs of glory, aeons of might
Detrimented by time

A solemn sob by the edge of the pit
The tolling chime of the knell
Closer towards the final rest
With each ungainly step
Through the phase
of years' decay
The paeans of the end of this earth

And as the shades once more descend
To veil the retreating horizons
Faces of the mourners forever petrified
The fading light against the skies
Landscapes stand still
Ashes washed by the sea,
by the slowly quivering waves

Shades painting their silhouette
Upon the cloth of the welkin
As dust reaches the ground
to cover this sordid soil
Of what once was the face of all creation
is now forced to outwane before a certain...

Death

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