Who knows why
Or when or how
But someday soon
The sky will bow
To touch the earth
With acid hand
And crumble all
We understand
Light that once
So gently fell
Will set the ground
To burn like Hell
Clouds so fair
Will boil with hate
Congeal to blood
And suffocate
Gladly would we
Flee this place
Yet we still walk
The earth's hard face
Searching for
What can't be found
But lurks above
And makes no sound
