Oh- It appears we've danced the night away,
Lost in the music 'til that midnight Bell.
It was completely our fault, I must say;
We've been stuck in a trance, some witch's spell-
And now the sky burns with the fires of hell,
Dust and debris blot out the moon and sun.
The sirens and the booms; the final knell
Of the Human Race- it was a good run-
But the fight is over, the Race is done.
Lord above, did we tell our story right?
When we lost a race which we should have won?
When we shut our eyes tight, until Midnight?
Can we wake up right now, and rewrite our fate?
Could we work together... or is it too late..?
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 2:32 PM UTC
Oh- It appears we've danced the night away,
Lost in the music 'til that midnight Bell.
It was completely our fault, I must say;
We've been stuck in a trance, some witch's spell-
And now the sky burns with the fires of hell,
Dust and debris blot out the moon and sun.
The sirens and the booms; the final knell
Of the Human Race- it was a good run-
But the fight is over, the Race is done.
Lord above, did we tell our story right?
When we lost a race which we should have won?
When we shut our eyes tight, until Midnight?
Can we wake up right now, and rewrite our fate?
Could we work together... or is it too late..?
The second part of me lamenting on how disconnected everyone is from reality. It's not hard, but people refuse to take the time to research, to learn. A few minutes a day of paying attention is all it takes to help change the world... is that really too much to ask?
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