Final Winter

Looking up to an eerie skyline
Seeing the shimmers all in your eye
Being replaced with an orange glow
A process that will never slow

Starlike comet rushing towards us
Earth that we've built will go away
Tug of war between stars that we're losing
Final years final days

Building shelters in before our doom
This is no time to gloom
We're all preparing for the cold
Or we'll never have a chance of growing old

Dragging us away from our own sol
The sun is setting for the last time
There is no heat of what was foretold
Only the cold



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Vestman
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