it when the world ends.
They sit on monuments
Watching the chaos beneath them unfold
As black shapes skughter without a plan
They laugh as buildings topple like dominoes
And as the sky weeps in sorrow
And as the mother nature shreiks in agony
The sickening music of screams fills their ears
And they shiver in excitement
Like bloodhounds which have have found a warming trail
The tendrils of darkness around them
Battle each other for entertaintment.
As if the massacre wasnt entertaintment enough.
They decide to kill her faster.