Circling softly beneath twilight
Deepening, with each breath unbinding
The night draws feathered wings, below
to join the chorus, of the end.
No angel this, nor bird of prey
No demon cavorting, through the winds
Have eyes yet born, upon such life
They have told not, even through tales.
Armageddon calls
Judgement passes, this way
Too long, this crumbling empire
Has been privy to the ants.
Ne'er shall you know who released the fury
Nor shall you feel the coming wrath
Swift shall plummet, both flame and needle
Barbs to rend what battles ash.
Eternity yet turned upon
The earth below, an unborn sun
Restricted in it's shining by
The shell of life protected
So soon, the feathers fall.
Judgement passed upon the breed
Cleansed of life a planet breathes
No whisper, true, no wind.
Becalmed, a warrior crashes through
To take it's place within the stars
Armageddon calls
Judgement passes, this way
Too long, this crumbling empire
Had been privy to the ants.
The Earth now stands aloft.
A newborn in an ageless dark
Seeing clearly for the first time
Wish the veil of flesh undone.
Armageddon called
Judgement passed the lesser whole
What was once a crumbling empire
Takes its waiting throne |
Submission Name: I'll think of something later
