Der Letzen Tag

Ash descends from the melted sky

I can't feel my nose from my eye

Where is time today?

Last I checked it was May.

Light breaks the walls

Sound blinds the eye

No hero is called

Only yesterday I learned how to die.

The children can't read

None can understand their own creed

Veils cover their faces

I hear the crashing of a thousand vases.

I saw God today

She said she'd write me next May

Time is all but surreal

It's something I can really feel.

I sit in the shop

Watching everything come to a stop

Bombs fall like flies

Everything I touch seems to die.