Tonight [March 31, 2016]

Tonight, The world grows cold
Barren landscape molds
Infinite winter, without a soul
In the darkness tales are told
Desolate and broken
No words are spoken
Everything frozen in solid motion
We watch with no emotion
The moon rises with its infinite gaze
And reveals the world lost in haze
People scatter in a craze
As we reach the end of days
The sad moonlight shines down
And reveals the abandoned ghost town
Becoming more common as the night grows old
Everyone stares and watches evil unfold
Now days are gone and we've reached the end
Nobody fought back and the world is dead
Fallen apart we face the dread
Nothing is left, we cannot be fed
For tonight, the world grows cold
Tonight, We watched the nights grow old
Tonight, No tales will be told
And tomorrow, there will be nothing left to behold

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