The sky s overcast...

Пилипенко Сергей
The sky's overcast,dusk melts in smoke,
Men turn to dust,there's no way to go.
We just see our sun keep on slowly dying,
And we watch the world burning in fire.

Hundreds of crows hover over crosses
Groans and screams, tombstones with corpses.
This is the picture of living in hell
Which spreads nowadays it's demonic spell.

Angels of heaven struggle in fight,
Legions Of Satan force them to die.
Our world is destructed and we are to blame
Claws of the darkness spread out the flame.