I am Apocalypse
come in living form
I bring you
pain, anarchy, self destruction
a purveyor of purgatory
sins born of sincerity
thus I am
the incarnation
of flesh bound by
burning hot chains
so tied up
representing of these
tortured souls broken
down, anguishtic
poor mental health
lost of lust, obey
and consume
the oppressed has
become the oppressor
perish for me
all this death can
be yours
ripe for the taking
pick the fruit
Apple of Gomorrah
Sodom season begins
blood flows like rivers
down the gutter
fire sure to beautify
storm warning in effect
clouds of locusts
firstborn slain
End Times have come to
clean the human stain
personified projections
of personal terror, horror
Oh the humanity!
ashes to ashes
It all falls down
saddle and bridle
Plague, Famine, War, Death
mount up for
tonight we
Ride
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