The rumored end is over,
Its happened and its true,
The apocalypse came and took over,
And of course it came too soon.

The world is left in ruins,
Not a single creature is left,
The Earth itself is confused,
And the God is not impressed.

However one thing remains,
It is seen alone on an empty plain,
It stands on a field so beautiful and true,
A white flower just for you.