If the end of Earth is to come tonight,
Let it come.
Let Hell's tumultuous rains spill a cankerous poison,
Let Fire spread black like a fallen seraph's wings.
No Armageddon can shatter my walls while I am in your arms.
Let my last breath be ours,
Long and deep like the sweetest kiss.
Mixed on such a scale that we might stay alive.
That we just might survive-
Cling to dying Earth and watch the last sunrise.
And as the red Sun comes crashing towards the Earth,
Ready to engulf us to Hell and explode.
Let it all come down around us,
We'll never know.
Our eyes may be blinded by the final light,
Bringing bright and bold, then icy cold overwhelming night.
But our final hours will not be in vain-
I will be content with the harsh rocking of the end of the world,
As long as i listen to the steady rhythm of your eternal soul.
A contest entry
- ONE NIGHT ONLY by tarcus.
340 points, ended October 11, 2008, 16 entries
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