As the fabric of reality
Slowly comes undone
In these nightmares of society
There's no place left to run

Pitch black winged phantoms  
Filled a furious fiery sky
With howls and horrid raging screams
Screeching down in descending dives
Swooping, snatching every soul
Those unfortunately marked to die

Carrying existence
Spirals spinning swirling
Through suns, stars, fires
Into the smothering coals of our
Deepest darkest deadly desires

No resistance from
The slumbering slaves
Of supernatural heat
The flame of all domains
Dominions of all asleep
Burning drastically on eternally
The gathering entropies
....