The End

You look above the tearing sky
The clouds loud and grey
Heavy with lead and carbon
They fall upon the land

You look around the burning earth
Smoke strangling a child
No one dares to help
As fire consume their cries

You look down on the hungry ground
Making a large, HUGE frown
As it swallow the people millions by millions
You almost could see it sneer

Nothing but blood and tears were shed
Nothing but cries and scream
I want to cover my ears
I want to set them free

Yet it is their fault in a tiny way
It is their fault all the way
If they chose the pilgrim path like me
They will be above the clouds and stars

I mourn and I cry
It saddens my eyes to see
But once a decision have been made
No more chances could they take,
If only they took the pilgrim way
Then this would be just another day.