The day the sun shone the brightest,
I knew it was the last time.
The day the moon stood above the hills,
spreading the everlasting peace,
I knew if was the last time.
All the laughs and jealousy
underestimating the weak,
came to an end on the last moment of
Everything,
After which only smoke and ashes were left
And the zillion shrieks witnessed by the whole universe.