here are letters, three only,
that spell the agony of this earth.
And here we have reached it,
much quicker than some had expected.
Clouds will take this fire like form,
as we continue to paint our lives under blood red skies.
Though we know they wont last for much longer.
The sun will so suddenly dissappear,
and rain is all we may know,
Rain from our skies, rain in our minds.
Three letters, just three letters.
Corrupted were our minds years ago,
and yet they are worse today.
We were so indecisive on which path to take,
we skipped the path amongst the land,
and swam below the sea,
and led ourselves to a worlds greatest misery.
We are to blame only ourselves.
Hell can and will be a place on earth.
When those three letters align.
E
N
D
I tell you, it's coming.