Total Cosmic Nihilism

Generations buried in soil, lives and passions consumed by worms
The Sun sears and tides rise higher, fissures form
The end in sight, there will be no providence, no deliverance
No love, no hate, no redemption, life erased

The parasite of man spreads and destroys
A species that cannot ascend

The cycle concluding, images shine in the face of a cold dead sea
Echoes that mean nothing, a universe devoid of meaning
All that matters is the shedding of skin, the carving out of stone
To find a beauty in blood, to propel onwards like a storm in the night

Man will be cut down like ears of corn in harvest
And drown in the chaos of the earths final purge
A global holocaust, the serpent has come to eat its own tail
No bird will fly, no fish will swim, and no boat for man will sail

In our twilight all that remains is a reflection of a romantic iron past
Engulfed in the mist of the final day, we can only rise, howl, and laugh

I can now see that the world cannot breathe
Under the weight of man and his seed
The last branch of heroes await their final hour
As final phase entropy leaves the weak to cower