When The Earth Diesx

When the Earth Dies When the earth dies, All that will be left Will be a table with no picnic Derelict cranes of the wreckers Will tower over the heat seared eyes of lambs Jungles will be charred to ash An occasional bird will fall from the poisoned clouds Like a dropped stone Nothing will breathe Somewhere an abandoned boat will rock A volcano will drip red tears into the abyss Over the carcinoma that was earth There will be no need to lock a door In cities skyscrapers will stand like frozen prophets Mould will creep everywhere Coral will turn to pitch black candy floss Text will be wiped from all the holy books Who needs a hearse When no-one's alive to carry it And Death is marching Banging the final drum?