RUIN

words by QUINN WAHL

All is ashes, all is dust Even our steel shall one day rust Glass is shattered and buildings fall The fate of destruction belongs to us all Be it by fire, by wind or by hail All that we’ve crafted time doth assail Battered and broken we try and flee From the devouring force of eternity All is futile and devoid of hope The world, it hangs from a short short rope Soon all shall perish returning to nought The end is inevitable it cannot be fought The world will crumble and life will ail All that is man’s is doomed to fail.