Epitaph of the Day
This day is solemn,
I thought it would never come.
The day has been foretold,
And this world will be condemned.
Soldiers fight for what was thought to be right,
But in the end it was for God's wretched fun.
Denied by the day,
The world gives in a night,
What goes on, is too horrible to say,
It gives the bravest soul a night full of fright.
The horsemen cometh,
Riding horses of the Apocalypse,
They are the Nightmare of the Sun.
The day is so much shorter,
Soon night will forever stay.
Our souls caught in this hell,
Today is the end of days.
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