When the river of blood fill up the street
And dead human bodies will lie under feet.
No happiness, sadness, no fear of the dark,
No beautiful love shining bright like a spark.
When shadows will cover the earth all around,
When air will be filled up with silently sound...
Then you should remember my words, dear friend:
The world is going to end.
When is the world going to end?
© Copyright: Влад Мун, 2017
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