When the night falls and we hear the sound of the seventh trumpet, then the apocalypse shall begin. For all those sinners that mess with our fate, justice shall come. Fear not, cause we are all going to pay the price. Like it or not we are walking dead. The bunch of nitwits that don't believe in omens will run at the first sight of the solar flare. The sky will be painted in blood, with yellow lightning that will wipe the Earth out of life. And only then we will rest for ever finding peace for our souls.
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Random thoughts of a hopeless mind
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