Apocalyptic Rain

Storm the streets,
bring the war to home turf.
Let bones cover the earth,
and blood stain the surf.

Lifeless bodies hit the ground,
bullet shells are raining.
Hellfire bombs bursting,
we fight to the point of straining.

No warning signs,
the end is here and now.
Apocalyptic rain,
killing this sinful crowd.

Death in the alleys,
the reaper wins this round.
Silently he stalks,
collecting his payment from the ground.

Burn I say!
Let the world fall into ash and black fire.
We created this hell,
let the smoke rise higher.