Rap of the River: Humanities end

IT'S TIME FOR EXPIATION! 

HEAR THE SCREAMS ACROSS THE NATION! 

TIME FOR THE WORLDS END,

ALL EARS ATTENTION MUST ATTEND! 

Hearts beat faster than the bullets of the gun,

Death is the ultimate form of ordained fun,

Allowing sins to go without reprimand,

This is the call all nations command, 

As humanities screams and laughter go hand in hand! 

HEAR THE TOLLING OF THE BELL!

YES HUMANITY WE'RE GOING TO HELL! 

LISTEN TO THE PLEADING ACROSS CREATION! 

DEATH IS UNDOUBTEDLY THE ULTIMATE RECREATION! 

Hear the calls of an unending war,

And the knocking of conscription upon your door, 

Better sign up as quick as you can, 

For those who couldn't have already ran. 

SING YOUR HEART OUT FOR THE WORLD YOU CRAVE,

SIGN THE SCRIPTURES FOR THE STRENGTH TO SAVE,

THE WORLD'S END IS EXPONENTIALLY HIGH, 

AND THE FALLING OF HUMANITY IS NIGH! 

Prepare to save your souls from those below,

Though many say it is a fruitless effort of show,

Fight your heart out for your Savior's of light,

And let the summons of conscription slip unto dark night! 

SWING THE BLADES OF FURY'S BLIGHT,

BLACKENED BY THE FEAR OF UNENDING NIGHT,

THE UNCLAIMED HOURS ARE AT HAND, 

DRAW THE WEAPONS WE COMMAND,

FALLING STRENGTH ENDS WITH THE WEAK,

LIVE UPON THE DEAD OF WHOSE SOULS REEK,

AND HAVOC SHALL FALL ACROSS THE LAND,

FOR HUMANITIES UNHOLY REPRIMAND! 

Demons call from the darkness below, 

And angels feathered wings are all roan,

The pale amenity of necessities well known,

Falls beneath the perilous blade blade well honed. 

CUT DEEP INTO THE LIFE YOU LOVE,

AS ANOTHER LIFE FALLS INTO THE GROVE,

OF PAIN AND ABSOLUTE MISERY TO WHICH THE WORLD ADHERES,

AND AS THE DECEASED CRY OUT THEY SHED NO TEARS! 

Listen to the wisps of the decaying willow,

An encompassing night it's only pillow, 

Light shine down upon the the dying earth,

As the existence of humanity shatters the hearth. 

RAGE OF THE COSMOS, HATE OF THE UNIVERSE,

REMOVE THIS FROM HUMANITY LEST BE REIMBURSED,

OF THE BEAUTY AND JOY CREATED BY THE GALAXY,

HUMANE PROSPECTS HAD NO CHANCE AND WERE SET FREE! 

The worlds light is a dwindling thing, and it shines brightly in the midst of crisis,

The darkness encroaches upon reality like the cultivations of Isis, 

As foretold, realities end shall put us to the test, 

And thus the name of humanity shall perish like the rest.