A.C Doomcraft


drifting closer pulling poles

All countries codes Are Up in smoke

Looming brute soon Culling whole Communities Fate unbeknownst

Awaiting The masses panic

the planet Passes

brandishes weapons

With callous slashes

Come crashing talons

crescendo and clapping

shatters pretenders to embers and ashes.

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