A Song to the End of Times

In the end a wave will come And all will be undone The Chinese Wall, The Taj Mahal will fall And thunderous clouds will sound Lightning will strike down The Empire State, the Golden Gate will drown In the end comes fire and smoke Every living thing will choke Burning cradles, bridges, castles to the ground In the end is nothing left but ash and death And dust In the end comes ice and snow And will bury all we know Every picture, book and song and house and home Come floods and tidal waves Come fire and ash and quakes Come nuclear wars and asteroids or cosmic rays Come giant solar flares that scorch our very air May the cosmos rip apart for all I care For in the end I will be yours And that's a universal truth In the end we'll see our souls released as one Released as one