Tammy Darby

October 21, 1957
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The end of man draws nigh

It will come in the silence of the sleeping night
When the blue comet streaks the star-filled skies
The tides flow no more
The night bird sighs
The end of man draws nigh

It will come in the silence of the sleeping night
The yellow comet shall blaze across star-filled skies
As humans wallow in restless slumber
And the helpless infant cries
The cities begin their final descent
The living waters retreated and died.

It will come in the silence of the sleeping night
A black comet spewing death across star-filled skies
The earth trembles in anticipation of our extinction
The defiant moon in agreement rises high
Our destiny has at last been fulfilled
The end of man has drawn nigh

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