The Pinnacle

The force of reckoning arrives
Born from our souls
Man has raised
The mark of our end

Fields of green turned to ash
As the ground opens our path
Crimson rivers
Harbour the drowned

Chaotic lepers reign in terror
Wretched screams of pain

A gouge in the sky
The mass extinction of all
Beyond death
Lies our fate

Shadowed by the eclipsing Moon
Tears of Mother Nature fall

Here at the end of the world
Where time stands still
Dust settles over the remains
Of a lost civilization

Grant us strength
To destroy the traditions of old
So the world may be mended
So the world may be mended



Credits
Writer(s): Darian Crawford
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