Apocalypse

Dizzy we stand at a higher altitude Looking at the weary Earth below Boiling, bubbling, steaming Volcanic sounds pierce the ear Booms of thunder shake the sky Lightning passes blinding the eye A sword dangles on a thread To fall anytime over our heads Mother Earth groans in agony Under the pestilence of hatred n'violence Humanity is reduced to monosyllables There is a haemorrhage in the dome Our future is alarmingly at stake Presaging an imminent doom Casting thick shadows of gloom Comrades, toll the bells Fall on your knees and pray To all Gods we can call We are on the brink of an apocalypse Now, we are on a truce But soon the war cry would sound!