This is the End

Dawn turns to dusk,

The ground turns to fire,

Like walking on a deadly tusk.

Shadows fall upon all light,

And turns the innocent to sin,

Casting an achening glare on Jesus's sight.

Whom that are forbidden,

Must be forgot,

And open up all the love that been hidden.

Motion of the night is very deadly,

Screams of terror flow through the midst of the air,

The fresh blood very smelly.

It's clear to see that I may be wrong,

I thought all bad wasn't accepted,

And sent to Hell where they belong.

We know that we die,

Someday or maybe soon,

For the proof of a dead body doesn't lie.

The tower of success is hard to ascend,

You will someday be without a life to be successful,

This,my friend,is known as the end