A Thousand Suns

Of apocalyptic nightmares and dreams of falling suns
I find the absence of humanity upon a field of fallen sons
Their bones lie scattered through dust and the sight truly stuns.
All visions of a world’s end aided by a symphony of loaded guns.

In my dreams I am the arbitrator of all the worlds fears
And I see the ones we crush down our bones for to powder the gears
And I wish to condemn the evil doers who feast on tears
Who fight fire with fire and will bring on the end of years

The puppet strings of their indiscretion have given life to this war machine
And the blood of our brothers will have fuelled this devastating scene
The seas will rise against us and drown all this earth clean
The light of a thousand suns, the most hauntingly beautiful thing ever seen.

Author's Note

Self explanatory I guess, nuclear devestation, as bright as a thousand suns.