Vale Decum

This is the end of the universe,
calling all passengers, final call.

Would all passengers please board
the Oblivion Five Ninety and
prepare for extermination?

Your exits would be here, here and here
if that God you put all your
philosophical eggs into a basket
existed. Now, buckle up.

Stop crying now, you knew this would happen.

This is the end of the universe,
calling all passengers, final call.

You have reached the termina-