Aporia

Withered Moon

Compositor: Withered Moon

Lightning strikes, thunder roars
Storms approaching fast
Rain falls from darkest clouds
And winds howl their elegies
Oceans rage, rivers unbound, earth breaks
Open as gorge to hell
Fires burn in voracious lust
As devourers of the world

As guardians of equilibrium
Forces of nature rise
Elemental powers reign
Supreme and non-defied

On the verge of ruins, in times of despair
Mother nature weeps tears of sorrow
On her deathbed
Caressed with the cold kiss of aporia

Doomsday dawns, with every day coming
Closer to the end
Chaos unfolds, fear prevails
And the voiceless give up all hope
Humanity consigned to the grave
The elements perform
A symphony of destruction
Polished and undenied

Time to pay for decades of careless
And predatory exploitation of nature

Self-flagellation through lack of respect
Ignorance takes a toll on us

Darkness is falling on desolate lands
As told by auguries of collapse
Tabula rasa
A dawn of hope and recreation