The Apocalypse Game

I never considered it futile

To carry the weight of your pain

A gift conceived by angels

Dark blessings offered in vain

I thought there was something to gain

In never leaving your side

And getting drenched in the rain

You must have felt so much pride

Humans taught me how to be

But they didn’t quite succeed

And so I encompass your light

I’ll forever inhabit the divine


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