Apocalypse
Peter Lewis
As I stood upon the meadow in the summer wind today
Watching while the long grass did its afternoon ballet
There came like mountain thunder, the Horseman angel's cry
Apocalypse is now mankind, your time has come to die
Soon the valleys of the earth, will be cracked and pulled aside
And the scorching sea will flow out from the land
Rising always higher, till it’s finally left facing
Just its own reflection blazing in the sun
Just its own reflection blazing in the sun
Reliving every feeling as I watched my life go by
I could see my living look like only learning how to die
For the narrow road that I walked on, that I could have turned away
Was the fear that I did not feel of, as I met my death today