Edge Of Doom

When everything winds up, 

And my life goes fuse; 

When the whole world ends up, 

I wanna utter no excuse. 

Instead, live my days; 

With a hunger for will.

That I lose my fear

Even if my heart turns still. 

Our days near the edge of doom, 

As the rosy petals cease to bloom.

Sins shatter our blissful dreams. 

As thunders roar upon the streams. 

Whatever it takes to leave this earth, 

We shall ever be fortunate for this beautiful birth. 

But with no fear that I’m ready for the end  

And reach his kingdom and meet the most reverend.