Armageddon - Terminal Choice

The smell of death is in the air

The sky is dark

There is no sun

And everywhere you see the dead

And everywhere you see the blood

You walk on bones

This pungent stench

You hear them cry

But you can help them

You paralyzed by your fear

You want to die

You want to die

This is the day

The devil walks the earth

This is the day

When all the people die

This is the time

The sun won’t shine again

This is armageddon