Ashes of the End

A funeral for the dreams of your youth, now washed away 
through the ashes of oblivion. The blind will say that all 
is eternal, they'll find their end long before their time.
What to believe, when all is gone? Tears of the past. What 
to believe when all is dead? The naive won't last!
Where will you run to when blackness covers all? You who 
lived in denial what a fool you were. A shallow grave now 
awaits you with a grin. A rightful punishment for your 
wasted life of sin.
The end is birthed from the fire of doubt.
Torn from routine, apocalypse arrives. Rearing its ugly 
head. Nothing remains the earth is left in flames. This day
 that would never come.
Here I laugh, upon the masses suffering. Here I dwell, this
 is now your punishment. Here I stand, the bringer of 
judgment. Here I kill, this world is now a memory.
The end is birthed from the fire of doubt.
Torn from routine, apocalypse arrives. Rearing its ugly 
head. Nothing remains the earth is left in flames. This day
 that would never come.
Torn from routine, apocalypse arrives. Rearing its ugly 
head. Nothing remains the earth is left in flames. This day
 that would never come.
Here I laugh, upon the masses suffering. Here I dwell, this
 is now your punishment. Here I stand, the bringer of 
judgment. Here I kill, this world is now a memory.