Today,
When the last bullet casing,
Softly hits the ravaged earth,
Mankind will awaken.
Mankind,
Will awake from its long dream,
Of destruction and realize,
Its world is bare.
Gone,
Are the fruits of man's labors,
Replaced only by dead weeds,
And pools of blood.
Death,
Will be a relief for those,
Still stranded in this hell,
Made by false angels.