The End

City lights are dimming

Kings and queens alive

Flames of red are burning

As they diminish time

Eyes of greed are rising

The aides of good will send

Conflict of extremity

A cry, it's the end

Crawling from a shaken mind (the end)

The prophets ask us why (the end)

The jaws of the sharpest realm (the end)

Leave us all to die (the end)

Population's gathered (the end)

Persuaded to defend (the end)

The weakness is intelligence (the end)

The strength is in (the end)