Beautiful day,
you would hardly notice all the disease.
And we are all to become desperate,
as desperation is grounds for remorse.
And suddenly everything else bows down.
When the blast wave hit,
the impact burned paint from the walls onto their skin,
inadvertently mixing new hues of green and blue
that would never bee seen again.
Human ash fell like snow as winter began around the world.
Clouds covered every inch of the earth as the survivors
came out of whatever holes they found.
And the sun ceased its shine.
Radiation coupled with toxic fumes strangled whatever was left alive.
INSERT AMAZING BREAKDOWN
And now the real horror begins.
This is when they begin to think.
Suddenly everything else bows down in comparison
Angry Mob Justice -The Acacia Strain
What sick ridiculous puppets we are / and what gross little stage we dance on / What fun we have dancing and fucking / Not a care in the world / Not knowing that we are nothing / We are not what was intended.
