The details of the prophecy were vague and how,
We were never warned of the approaching cold,
Unprepared in our ignorance we've been left now..
The signs were crystal - solid and clear,
The cataclysm had already begun,
The world was changing - afar to here,
The swansong, it had already been sung..
The ocean she swells now to touch the sky,
Mother Earth swallows us in her gaping maw,
The mountain brothers detach with a dream to fly,
The sun himself has chosen to withdraw..
The wind, she screams with malice and mirth,
Sir Frost, he aids her in her ruthless charade,
No beast or plant now dares to give birth,
To prevent another life lost to this crusade..
She warned us enough, she bade us to stop,
The hurts she couldn't take anymore said she,
We paid no heed, continued to hack and chop,
And made her what she has become to be..
A mother's wrath, incurred we have,
By hurting her children by will,
Is it too late for us to save,
Our world for time has gone still..?
She cries for us as she purges our sin,
By means of molten rain pouring down,
She means to reboot herself from within,
And turn her frown upside down..
Armageddon, we call this, or the very end,
Her fury unmatched and her wrath unending,
We brought this upon us yet we refuse to mend,
The ways that have led to all this suffering..!
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