Be yourself one of the light
Be yourself one of the night
Begger or demander of the stars
Worker or waster of the hours
Difference is not when comes the end
The time of last is your judgment

All parts earth are mortal and will weary
The shepherds will turn restless to madness
Saddening the wise and smiling the devil
Slayers of kin they turn and find only loss
Bells will forever toll for the coming fire
The fire that will rain from the angry heavens

When the world halts in its fully aged shadow
All things earthly depleted for toxic luxury
Humans ceaselessly living in their dark arts
Winds from silent howl to rage do they roar
The ground thunders in nature's quake
Oceans and rivers of fire smother all to ruin

No more sinners thrive in power
As they flee like insects from the swatter
Their kin's blood stained on their souls
The world's blood spilt on their account
The sun's light shuts off and sight is only black
Almighty horror emerges out of the sun's corpse

Beyond the clouds of lightning is a portal
The gates to nothingness have been opened
The world has heard its call for the end
Into the void will creation be undone
And the fallen angels too will descend
Fearing the arrival of the Master Himself

All that has been has ended
But those that be with evil live
For they shall face the last judgment
Out of the endless void He comes
His voice utters terror inside the demons
And leaves them to rot in eternal naught

They were like two satellites,
Orbiting the same heavenly body.
The perpetual rhythm of the universe,
Always moving forward.
Black holes in the back of their minds,
Far off, yet consuming.
Invisible appendages, pulling at the surface.
Dark forces reeling them in,
Gently
Deep craters gouged their exterior.
Ages of abuse yielded hardened hollows.
One more revolution.
How long until the inward force is too much to bear?
A rogue nebula.
An imploded core...
One more revolution.

like a supernova
you shined brighter than all the stars combined
you illuminated the universe better than any other sun
you outshined the entire galaxy

like a supernova
it was ephemeral & a blackhole was all you left behind
******* everything and all the light was gone
an inescapable matter of gravity

an immense and tormenting agony
*you ruined my entire galaxy.

We are the same,
tiny specks floating
weightlessly in the abyss.

We are the same,
orbiting the sun
but never moving forward,
only in circles.

We come from the same
Constellation. From the same
one heart in this universe

but we are drifting.
The gravitational pull
of our childhood is
weak and we are
left grasping
at falling
stars.

Burning up before we hit
the ground.

Absence of sound will send
us spiraling down.
black holes
distributing us into galaxies
that do not intersect.

But only if we let it.