After death lay its cold hands on the human race
After the last building has fallen
After the last breath is drawn the wind will still blow
The snow will still fall
The disaster we made will still plague this earth
We will kill all there is left to kill
All the plants all the land everything
The human disaster will kill and consume
It will out live us for we are limited
But it, it is never ending
For it is the human population we plague our own
We will out live ourselves
Well be husk and shells of our former glory
For we are death we are the end we are our own hell
Tk Werave