Falling
It's falling down
The sun hurled aflame towards the earth
As it was falling down, I could hear it say
Did you really think there were any gods
Other than Death and I?
Falling
It's falling down
A godless world
With senseless greed
A smell of smog in the air
Purpose fabricated
It's never enough
Death gave a chilled gaze and placed his frigid hand
Slowly on my shoulder, and he said to me
Did you really think there were any gods
Other than Sol and I?
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