Darkness looming
Chaos consuming
No prophets preaching
End of time
The warning sign
A nervous state of mind
Everybody is speeding
But going
Nowhere fast
Where the future
Is the past
Confusion is no illusion
Naked reality
You wear just like
A frown upon your face
The remembrance of a
Nowhere place
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